I HATE mornings. I always have and always will. My lack of kindness and general social awareness in the morning has never really been a problem in my adult life. I have always been able to get up and have an hour plus my drive to put on my happy face or at least a tolerant face before I greet the rest of the world. Then, I got married.
My husband never sleeps in. He is all happy and ready to go as soon as he opens his eyes. I have tried to get him to realize that I don't do mornings. I will not wake up and wish him a good morning. I will grunt and that will always mean - GO AWAY! His happy manner in the morning is as offensive to me as my stinging looks and grunting is to him. I did warn him about my morning views and he married me anyway. He either didn't believe me or he really loves me despite my hatred of the early a.m.
The only time he ever has to deal with my morning behavior is on the weekends. He leaves before me for work so only my dog is aware of my morning hatred through the week. She isn't bothered by it. If only my husband would learn to let me wake naturally, he would have a loving wife the rest of the day. :) We will see if he learns this valuable lesson as our new marriage turns in to many years together.