Dani and I are sisters, as most of you know. We get along really well, have quite a bit of fun together, and we’ve managed to co-exist in the loft-style upstairs floor of our row home since June. However, sharing a bedroom gets hectic at times – and no more so than in the morning when we’re getting up for work. Dani does not like optimism or cheerfulness in the morning. I do. This sometimes creates bad feelings and resentment.