I feel ya man, and im sorry.. I'm the kind that rolls outta bed and before I even fully open my eyes, let alone walk anywhere, I'm packing my first bowl. When I lived with my mom, she would take fuckin forever to leave for work in the mornings and it was Hell for me trying to hold off smoking till she left.. what I did, I took the dogs for a "walk" rolled me a joint, hid it behind my ear all up in my hair and went around the block. Came back stoned like a mofo..