I Think Something Is Terribly Wrong With Me

I'm baffled as to the cause or the cure. This is the third Saturday in a row that I have woken up at 5a.m. Why? No Clue. Frustrating? You bet. Don't have to get up, don't need to get up but up nonetheless. Now if it was a Monday, or say a Thursday I would be sleeping blissfully savoring every minute of shut-eye time and squeezing every last second I could until I HAD to get up. But nope, not on Saturday. Go figure...