when the other person wakes you up with their sharp chicken foot at 5am, and then does it again, and again, and then when you are really awake they start breathing really heavily and then snoring, that's all not even the worst thing. The worst thing is that you can't turn on the light to read and then hopefully fall back to sleep.
You have to get up and leave the bed, go out into the chilly house.
You can't make a coffee because it'll wake up two of the three children.
So you tell yourself you might as well work.
But in other news, how were those Geelong boys last night?