The sun and our apartment

When I wake up in the morning the sun is on the wrong side of the apartment.  The sun is out!  It should be warm in here, but no.  I have to turn on the heater in the morning because the large sliding glass door/window is emanating freezing-ness rather than warm sunshine.  It is on the same wrong side again when Beckett is going down for a nap, beaming brightness into his bedroom window when he'd prefer it at least somewhat dark.  Oh well.  I guess I shouldn't be complaining when we have the only apartment in our complex with a sweet view of the ocean and Del Mar fairgrounds.