For a while, I was waking up around 7 on days off and thought, "This is when my body is wired to get up. Too bad my schedule doesn't make that schedule feasible." But this week I've been waking up before my 6:00 alarm, which I especially don't understand when, like last night, I went to bed around 11pm. (I've also been having ~bad dreams, which I also don't entirely understand.) It does make me feel better about the fact that I'm getting up early on Monday to have breakfast with Scott (though my lunch with Sara isn't actually confirmed, so I need to get in touch with her today, and if we're not doing lunch then I'm gonna ask Scott to switch to that).
I was also actually hungry enough to have breakfast before leaving the house today \o/