We have yet to switch to Daylight Saving time which ended last year mid-August, which means that we've been enjoying early sunrises and sunsets for the last eight months. Normally I don't mind early sunrises; it's nice when one wakes up at 5:15 to not need any light to cook breakfast. However, not only does the light wake up me, it also wakes up Edwin and the girls. And they don't care when Saturday morning is.
In an attempt to at least keep myself sleeping past 5:15, I shut the blackout curtains when we went to bed at 11 last night. Unfortunately blackout curtains can do nothing against mourning doves who like to perch on our balcony and loudly call at 5:30. As soon as that disruption was scared away, Edwin chimed in. After he was flipped over, Kathleen went to the bathroom and attempted to quietly slam the door. Which woke up Sophia who had to protest. And perhaps the loudly barking dog took umbrage at Sophia. And of course everyone needs to loudly honk their horn early in the morning.
And it is taken for granted that all loud disturbances should be evenly spaced 10-15 minutes apart so as to allow Brandon and me to just drift off before being awoken again. We finally gave up the ghost at 7 because Brandon had to be at work by 9.
And why is he at work on a sacred Saturday morning? Someone died. Again.