My ideal morning is a morning I don't even know has existed!
In reality, my cat starts hitting me on the head around 5am sharp each morning. Always me, never the wife. Clever cat.
I then go downnstairs and feed him. Then I go out to 7/11 and eat breakfast. Come home and sleep on the sofa till 7am before starting to clean the clinic.

If i miss the going out to 7/11 part and just crash, he will again wake me up until I leave the house. Hes a creature of routine. Possibly more autistic than any of our wonderful kids!