I can judge how enthusiastic I am about life based on what time I wake up in the morning.
On very enthusiastic days, I''ll sleep early and get up early so that I can sit in front of the computer reading tennis news with a nice cup of tea and some freshly baked goods.
On not so enthusiastic days, I get out of bed at 8.30am, pour some food out for Milton, brush my teeth and get out of the house at 8.45am.
Seems to be more and more not so enthusiastic days lately. Even when I've had more than enough sleep I just refuse to get out of bed. Cold weather doesn't help either.