Anyone else get more done at night?

whitewave, I would love to be more awake during the evening but no chance of that unless I do something interesting like sewing. I suppose it is good to know ones own cicadian cycle. I go to the allotment by 7 and am usually home by 9, having physically worked and travelled 24 miles round trip. Then I have a coffee and am raring to go again until lunch and then zonk

I have always been a nightowl and done any housework before I go to bed,it worked very well when I was working full time as all I had to do of a morning was to eat and go out the front door.
Now that there are only two of us and I am retired I don't have to be so fussy so as long as dishes and washing are up to date I dont bother too much now,I still have a quick tidy before I go off to bed though.

One of the best things about retiring is that I can follow my natural body clock much more.Which inclines more towards lark than owl.Having said that even though I wake early it takes me a while to get going.After years of shifts, and then very early starts I'm loving a slower start.Up but pottering,cup of tea in hand or reading in the bath not missing the scramble to get to work one bit.Then out walking the dogs.
But my absolutely most productive time is mid afternoon /early evening-after the post lunch slump.I get a huge surge of energy and that's when I get most done.Not ideal for DH who likes a break then as often out in the evening again working and I'm like a whirling dervish doing housework or doing lots of cooking.

I’m a lark. I do all I need to by lunchtime then often have a short nap.
Busy again until dinner then I sit with my feet up all evening. My little dog suits me exactly. She gets two walks a day then settles down to sleep soundly at six o’clock. After surfacing briefly at ten for a wee and a snack she goes to bed with me and sleeps until about five.

I'm amazed at your energy Paddyann and others too. I would love to be like that. You're all very lucky. I'm lucky if I do what needs done and reserve a little energy for painting.

My days are a whirl of activity. Today I was up at just after 7am; on the phone booking next Easter's holiday at 8am and making work-related calls until 9am; then I was on my way to see a client and spent the next three hours sugar soaping the walls and doors in his flat (it's a long story). At twelve o'clock I left to go to at an AGM, but stopped off to briefly see a client on the way. At two o'clock I was on my way to the Care Home where I run an afternoon group for the residents; I left just after 4pm to meet a client and then came home to catch up with the day's emails and phone calls. Then I was off to the allotment to do some watering and pick the mange tout, raspberries and tayberries. Now I've just sat down with a cup of tea and some salad and logged on to GN, but I still have about two hours of paperwork to sort through for a meeting tomorrow. When I've finally finished for the day I'll breathe a huge sigh of relief, but then I usually need some 'down' time where I can just relax and so I often do a bit of Family History research and then I'm shocked to discover it's the early hours of the morning and my eyes are closing.
Basically I'm an owl, but often forced by circumstances to become a lark as well.

Wow! You are well named Grannyactivist.
I was at our yearly art club lunch today at the golf club. Had a great time. In bed since 7pm resting

I am an owl, but DH is a lark, so if we need to do anything we have to get things done between 10 am and about 5 pm before it's time to start cooking dinner.
I had things to sort on the internet this morning, couldn't go out this afternoon so now I feel rather restless!
Perhaps I should do a yoga dvd.

I come from a family divided. I am a lark, up with said bird and finished for the day and ready for bed by 10.00pm. If I try to sleep in I rarely make it past 7.00am. If I am asleep at 8.00am, I am ill.

DD is an extreme owl. As 10.00pm strikes, she begins to wake up. Starts acting, as paddyann describes. left to her self she goes to bed well after 2.00am.

She has recently complained that I never wanted to talk to her when she was a teenager, I thought about it and realised and remembered, it was not that I didn't want to talk to her, but she would come down from her bedroom, bright-eyed and breezy and ready to put the world to rights at 10.00pm. Just as I, tired by a busy day and a busy job, was in my night dress and about to go to bed, knowing I would be up and awake by 6.00pm.