To some degree we are all creatures of habit. Typically, when we awake, we do the same thing each morning. Me? I always wake up first, pop right up, make my way to the kitchen, grab a glass of water and make a pot of coffee. When my husband wakes, he and the dog (who waits to get up until the last human is outta bed) come walking down the hallway. Our dog always greets me first – basically because the dog wakes up perkier, and then hubby comes to give me a kiss.
That consistency develops security.