I enjoy a leisurely morning. Cup of tea in bed. Read a magazine. Surf the web. Bliss.
I think I particularly enjoy the sloth aspect because my mum spent years trying to get me to spring out of bed at the weekends. I was a … grumpy child. She finally gave up when she managed to rouse me at 11am one morning only for me to faint in the kitchen. To this day I cannot just jump out of bed without a light head and a major wobble. I need to take a moment.
Yey! Justified sloth!
Anywho, I digress …