My dearly beloved always has ice cold feet. He blames it on poor circulation. Yet when he goes to sleep, he turns into a furnace. I'm the opposite, evidently. He says I don't sleep, but instead hibernate. I go so cold that he has even watched me sleep just to make sure I'm breathing.
Another point of note is that it has to be cool for me to sleep. I sleep under a sheet, and my dearly beloved is under a comforter. And if it gets "too hot" (over 74F), I'll wake up and complain.
So, knowing all this, why do I invariably feel chilled on workday mornings? It could be 74F, and I'll still shiver at 6am. It takes me at least 45 minutes, with the help of a warm cup of coffee, tea or cocoa to feel brave enough to shed my robe and get ready for the day.
If I could sleep in 'till 9am everyday, I wouldn't have this problem. What a shame I can't swing that. Sigh.