I'd wake up around 9:30, spend a few minutes checking my email and other internet things. Go to the kitchen, start a pot of coffee, walk around and open the windows. Toast a bagel, add cream cheese. Breakfast on the couch. More coffee on the porch. Take a shower, put on some comfortable clothes. Stick a sandwich, a bottle of water, and a book in a daypack. Head to the woods, the lake, or the city and hike, ride, or stroll at my leisure. Come home and take off my shoes. Have a nap or read in the hammock that magically appears in the yard.
Why am I getting up before I'm rested in order to spend the most pleasant parts of most days in a cold office building doing things that don't interest me?
OK, I know why. But I still think it's stupid.