I like waking up early on weekend mornings. I used to be a late sleeper, but now even if I go out late at night I can't sleep past 9:00 or so. I like it because it's my only "alone" time in the house. Michelle is at yoga, Sarah is at her boyfriend's, and it's time for my music on the stereo, my goofy stretching routines, whatever I feel like eating for breakfast, throwing the shades open and letting the sunlight in, and motivating to do all the chores I need to do. Sometimes I need the weekend to catch up on sleep if I've had a busy work week, but I feel like sleeping in really robs me of my weekend if that's not the case.