I wake up every morning and

First thing is checking the time on the clock in the kitchen, and if it is earlier than 4am, I head to the bathroom for a wee, and then back to bed.

BUT, if it is later than 4am, I also wee, but then bung the kettle on, fill my mug with coffee and sugar, turn on the telly to watch the DW news etc, and check the SDMB to see if Trump has died overnight! Seriously, apart from needing to wee, Trump’s demise is the main thing that gets me up every morning! :stuck_out_tongue:

I’m eternally disappointed with the lack of an obituary, but coffee helps.

Like most men of my age, it’s my bladder that gets me up. If it’s after 07:30, I take some pain killers, get washed and dressed and head downstairs for coffee. On my way to the kitchen, I turn the radio on for background noise until the news at 8:00. I consider it a win if Darth Marmalade is NOT mentioned.

I get up way too early. I’m trying to break the cycle.

Anyway, robe slippers, grab an ice tea and go downstairs to my office. I did work from home before I retired (COVID did that for me anyway), so this downstairs bedroom is my office (gotta call it something).

I check out the SDMB, the Far Side, the weather and finances. Then I look to see how the solar system did the previous day. Just curious really, now that it’s the heat of summer the AC is pulling quite a bit of power, but we seem to be OK

Assuming I get to sleep all the way until the alarm goes off at six, I help my little crooked dog get off the bed, then try to get to the door ahead of the whole pack without getting stepped on or knocked over. Next, switch on the coffeemaker and feed the cats. By this time, my husband has the TV on, and if I don’t hear anything unusual, I know Trump is still alive.
On weekends, my husband deals with the dogs and lets me sleep late. By the time I wake up, I know Trump is still alive because husband would definitely wake me up to tell me the good news otherwise.

I’m just disappointed that no one else has come in and said, “I step outside and I take a deep breath and get real high.” Come on, fellow Dopers, what’s going on?

My actual routine;

6:00, I hear the mission bells ringing. I lie in bed and think about what’s wrong with the word such that I have to get up while there’s still a 6 as the first number on he clock.

6:10, my dog comes up to lie on my legs and sigh dramatically.

6:20, alarm goes off, dog and I get out of bed. I get dressed, he stays naked as per dog practice.

6:25, downstairs making tea, checking in on Reddit and the Dope. I too hope too see an obituary, but honestly would rather it happen midday so I can start drinking.

7:05, time to get moving, eat breakfast

7:30, commute up the stairs to my home office.

I contemplated saying, “Every day I take a morning bath, I wet my hair, wrap a towel around me as I’m heading for the bedroom chair, it’s just another day.”

I usually wake up around 4:30-4:45. If it’s a weekday:

Stretch while I’m still in bed
Hop out of bed, head to the bathroom, and go potty
Check the weather app so I know how I have to dress
Get dressed
Let the dogs out
Feed the dogs
Back upstairs to fix my face
Start my walks - one dog at a time, one mile each, 3 miles every morning
After the walks, I change clothes and fix my hair
And away to work I go

If it’s the weekend or any other day off, it’s the same thing only I sometimes treat myself to an extra half hour to an hour sleep. Usually though, I’m awake early anyway.

Fuck that noise. If I see THE obituary, I’m drinking no matter what time it is!

(Old joke, I first heard of it being told in the Nixon era, but it’s probably as old as newspapers)

A man stops by a newsstand every day, picks up a paper, glances over it, and puts it back without buying. Finally, the stand’s owner asks him about it.
“Oh, I’m just checking the obituaries”.
“But, sir, the obituaries aren’t on the front page!”
“The sonofabitch I’m waiting for will be.”

Fair enough, same here! I just know that if I’m prompted to celebrate at 6 am with the bottle of champagne I’ve set aside, a very early nap will follow. I’ll have more endurance in the afternoon/evening.

I usually wake up with the first light of the morning. At this time of year, that’s around 0530. But I can usually go back to sleep for another hour or so. I like to get up at about 0700, feed the cat, take a look at FB and The Dope and the NYT headlines (to see if anyone on my list has croaked). Then around 0800 I put some jazz on and start breakfast prep.

Get up. turn off alarm (I usually get up before the alarm, but if I don’t turn it off, it wakes Pepper mill)

Pee

Shave and wash face

Take pils

Unplug phone or tablet if I left them plugged in overnight.

Make my half of the bed

Get dressed

possibly make up a breakfast or lunch for the road.

Get my stuff together

Bring up the newspaper if it came.

Leave early to avoid the traffic. Be sure to lock door

Back when we had cats I’d add Feed Cats and Scoop Litter Box. But n more felines.

Before my second breath, the coffee is put on. While that is happening, I put out my birdfeeders (they cannot remain out of doors bc I live in a forest with creatures who will eat the feed, raccoons etc.). I look at my garden (which is very beautiful right now), and remove the protective cloches (bc of the deer, who eat the blossoms). By then, coffee is ready, I eat just toast (cannot stomach much in the morning).

I sit outside if possible, usually it is, and I come here for my news, the Straight Dope! Then I will peak at other sources, but I come here first bc it is not sensationlistic, contains thoughtful commentary, and I know if something has alot of posts, I probably should look at it.
I am retired, caring for an elderly spouse (he is 20 years older), and so, I keep everything to a routine, much as if I really had a job.

Whoa, I wake up in the mornings
With my hair down in my eyes, and she says, “Hi”
And I stumble to the breakfast table
While the kids are goin’ off to school, goodbye
And she reaches out and takes my hand
And squeezes it and says
“How you feelin’, hon’?”
And I look across at smilin’ lips
That warm my heart and I see my morning sun

Depends on the day of the week.

On Mondays, Tuesdays and Fridays:

Wake up when the cell phone alarm sounds at 8:30, go to the bathroom, dress in comfy clothes, take morning medication, log in in the work computer at 9:00, breakfast, check the dope and web comics, start actually working (but still checking the dope when waiting for something to compile, deploy, pipelines to run, that sort of idle time).

On Wednesdays and Thursdays:

Wake up when the cell phone alarm sounds at 6:30, go to the bathroom, dress in (slightly!) more formal clothes, walk the 2 kms to the train station (I could take the bus but I like walking), take the train, get off the train, take the subway, get off the subway, take another subway line, get to the office, take morning medication, log in in the work computer at 9:00, breakfast, check the dope and web comics, start actually working (but still checking the dope when waiting for something to compile, deploy, pipelines to run, that sort of idle time).

Sundays and Saturdays:
Wake up whenever, (usually about 9, 10 am) the usual morning activities and then it depends on the plans for the day but I will usually check the dope while eating breakfast and occassionally during the day.

“I wake up in the morning and stare at the heartache hanging from the corner of a four post bed”

*I paraphrased it

Really I get up and check and see if I live today. I have dialysis 3 days a week. Two at early morning hours. I generally am just a walking zombie those days.

On days I don’t have to go, I sit on the edge of the bed til I realize I’m hungry.

I don’t do much else. The house moves and operates around me.

I’m the appendix in this house. I’m unobtrusive til I am not.

Well, I wake up in the mornin’
I hear the work bell ring
And they march me to the table
I see the same old thing
Ain’t no food upon the table
And no pork up in the pan
But I better not complain, boy
I’d get in trouble with the man!

Pretty much the same as it has done for the last 5 billion years.

Good point. I just got my Xcel Energy bill though. 0$ owed. Now I did pay 44k for it’s instalation. That’s paid off though (due to the sale of my last/first house). I don’t have an electricity bill. I use however much I want.

Cool air settles (my wife likes a cool/cold house), so I do go down to my office in the morning and turn on the computer. And a space heater. We have them safe, and they all have timers.

"Woke up, Fell outta bed,

dragged a comb across my head..

stumbled downstairs and drank a cup…"