Husband doesn't understand--he's just not wired the way I am. I'm a night owl, and I only feel like doing anything starting at about midnight. He likes to spring out of bed ready to tackle the day first thing in the morning. I think that is an extremely strange urge. I'm fine with a schedule that allows me to get up at the crack of noon daily. Best time for working, creating and thinking is always the night. Thus I never vacuum. On the other hand, it makes me really cranky when he vacuums in the mornings. Sheesh.