I am NOT a morning person! I fight for those last seconds in bed, and then I negotiate (and renegotiate) “five more minutes” with the alarm clock.
My husband has the pleasure of waking up a growling bear. For a little thing (standing 5’2”) I can be scary, but my honey found early in our relationship the ONE thing that tames the nasty beast. Coffee!
Perhaps it isn’t uncommon to bring your mate coffee in bed some mornings, but for me it’s like he is bringing me GOLD! I can’t function without it and drink it like mother’s milk: though I have cut back quite a bit I will not give up my morning coffee.
If I could take it by I.V. (tap, tap, tap a vein) I WOULD! Few things are more romantic to me than the smell of coffee and my honey sitting at the edge of the bed next to me. It’s more like a carrot on a stick trying to get me out of bed, but I choose to see it as a gesture of love!