Seems when I'm on my own, I lose my compass. Unless I have an appointment or something I have to fix on, the clock is meaningless. I might get up before sunrise or in the middle of the night or I might sleep until 8 or 9 am. I eat when I'm hungry and sort of float through the day. I have to admit that sometimes it's kind of nice not having to conform to a schedule. My partner on the other hand keeps me focused. While there's no interference in my lackadaisical ways for the most part, he is more precise and I have to reign myself in to a tighter schedule. Make breakfast by a certain time so that he can start his day, eat dinner at 6PM, go to bed by 12 midnight. Not very restrictive but nonetheless unchanging.