Don't you find that the busiest time of the day is before breakfast? Here's my routine:
Usually I spend most of the night downstairs in the living room. I am discouraged from spending all night with my humans because, allegedly, my snoring keeps them awake, but also I like to sleep downstairs because then I have easy access to the kitchen in case I need an emergency snack in the night.
Of course I am very clever and usually I know whether it is a working day or a weekend. If it is a working day then, about 30 minutes before my humans' alarm clocks go off, I amble upstairs and into the bedroom, stopping on the upstairs landing to strop my claws loudly on the wicker laundry basket. Then I proceed into the bedroom where my humans are sleeping. I walk round the bed to the side nearest my mum and meow once loudly to announce my arrival. Then I take a mighty leap and land on her feet. The bed shakes.
I walk up my mum until I get to her pillow. As you can see, once I am on a pillow there is not much room left for a human head.
I wrap myself round her head and begin to lick her hair. (I did diverge slightly from routine this morning actually as I found she had a sticking plaster on her hand which tasted divine so I licked that instead). At this point she partially wakes up and pets me and we have a little snuggle. My purr motor goes into full throttle.
After a while the humans' alarm clocks go off (they have three, plus me) and I move in between my humans and begin licking my dad's head while purring and kneading my paws hard into his back. He wakes up, gets out of bed and goes to the bathroom.
I take over his side of the bed so that when he returns from the bathroom hoping to get back into bed for another five minutes, there is no vacancy. As you can see. We exchange dirty looks.
My mum gets up and goes to the bathroom. I get out of bed and go and sit outside the bathroom door to wait for her. If she takes too long I start miaowing to remind her I am waiting for my breakfast. When she comes out, we go downstairs. She has to wait for me to go down first through. I like to lead her and I get upset if she goes down first. I lead her to the food bowls and do some pacing about and "hurry up" miaows until breakfast is served.
After having breakfast and seeing my humans off to work I am usually so exhausted from all this effort that I have to go back to bed and catch up on my napping. The weather is beautiful at the moment and the bedroom window provides some lovely rays of sun.