I've been up since 6 AM.  It seems that this well oiled machine of a brain has realized that we work days.  No more odd shifts.  It's the weekend you say?  You want to sleep in?  Not today - you have work to do!
Sure I do.  There are plenty of things I could and/or should do.   The gym opens in 5 minutes.  I should go hit an early workout.  I haven't been for a week.  Blame it on a sore back and the Husband working evenings (and therefore being car-less).  I should take the dog for a walk.  The sun is rising. 
I sent my parents a text message thinking maybe they were having a wonderful breakfast that I should be invited to.  Alas, I think they're still asleep.  The 
grandkids should have them up soon.  I think they should request mama's famous waffles and their 
Auntie Val's presence.  I debated going for a drive and just showing up there.  But I wouldn't want to wake them.
The husband is still sleeping.  I could impress him like crazy and have the house cleaned up by the time he wakes.  He did 6 hours of overtime last night.  Paying for Christmas presents, no doubt.
Instead I sit here, writing and nursing a cup of coffee.  I think I hear the bathtub calling me.  After that I'll work.  After that I'll prep 40 lbs of turkey.  Oh yes, I'm cooking 2 large turkeys today.  I may have only ever cooked one before, but today I'm doubling that.  Plus 20 cups of gravy.  It's for a good cause - for a mere $2/plate people who would not normally get a Christmas dinner will have a full course meal.  While it's cooking I'll clean.  While it's cooking I'll take the dog for a walk.
But not right now.