“Morning” means when my day starts, and my day doesn’t start until I get up. So by definition I’m not sleeping during those first hours. Morning typically comes between 11 a.m. and 1 p.m. these days.
It takes me about an hour and a half to drink two cups of coffee and wake up, which I normally do slowly, in front of the computer, leisurely reading and answering e-mail, checking in with fluther, etc. If I have some sort of appointment, I usually have to jump and run, so there’s nothing leisurely about it. But when I am free, I’ll be ready for breakfast sometime between 3 and 4 p.m.
Then I can think about doing other things.
If this sounds shockingly indolent to anyone, that doesn’t bother me. I paid for it by working for 44 years, and I am now fulfilling a lifetime goal of being able to get up when I want to. That simple criterion expresses a lot of freedom.
I also go to bed when I want to, which is usually pretty late. Ahh, blessed retirement.
As for the news, I don’t ever watch the news, at least not on TV. I do look at the newspaper during that afternoon breakfast period, but it might not be today’s. Once a week or so, I check the news online, and I hear NPR whenever I drive.