Last night was not as good as night as I had hoped it would be with lots of calls (the vibration was the culprit, and finally, after the third call, I woke up enough to get into the Settings and shut off the vibration.) Unngh.
Today may not be as productive as I want it to be, and I probably better wait for tomorrow to try and do anything that looks like work. It would appear that I still haven’t learned to pace myself. On the days I feel very good, I always overdo the work that needs to be done. Silly me.
Could you set a louder alarm sound and put the phone in the kitchen or something? When I was in college, I put my alarm clock outside the bedroom, so I’d have to get up and walk into another room to shut it off, thereby eliminating the option of staying in bed.
Frank arrived first, then Kathleen, and finally DP. Now I will roust the remaining brethren.