Back in the days when I worked in an office, I had a choice of start times ranging from 8 to 9:30. Naturally (being a night owl and late riser) I chose 9:30. Little did I realise this automatically marked me in the eyes of my boss (ex-military, always at his desk at 0600 or something) as an immoral, lazy and work-shy slacker.
This all sounds very familiar ...
I used to get looks like that from my boss for arriving a few minutes after 9, even though I'd often stay well beyond 5.30 and very rarely had a full lunch break.
Ruby, I can't imagine watching comedy in the mornings: that sounds utterly unbearable! (Though I don't really ever watch comedy by choice, so I guess it's just a question of temperament.)
My vacuum cleaner has been standing outside the door of my room for several weeks - I put it there to remind me of something too, I do know what but somehow knowledge does not seem to have been a spur to action in this case, possibly because the action in question needs to be preceded by my moving (and preferably sorting out) the piles of CDs and papers spread across the floor just inside the room.