Morning...

Despite the fact that he was a "night owl" Lionel was generally also an early bird, by the time I was able to finally drag myself out of bed, he would usually have already been up, made coffee, sometimes breakfast and be watching the news.

Except on the weekends. I always found it funny that, although he hadn't worked in years, Lionel liked to sleep late on Saturdays and Sundays. Unless we had something that had to be done, he could easily stay in bed until almost noon.

On the other hand, I hated getting up Monday-Friday, but looked on Saturday and Sunday as "my" time, and generally got up early to get as much weekend as possible.

His niece and nephew may be coming over this morning, so I am up moving boxes around so that they will be able to get to the things in his closet. Seems strange on a Saturday morning, not to see him laying there in his bed, drinking coffee and watching cartoons.