OMG. I can't believe it's June already. The older I get the faster time goes and the less I seem to do. Sleeping has become one of my favorite pastimes and some nights are better than others. The other morning I had my alarm set really early because I had a meeting and needed to be ON TIME!! Hate when that happens but that's a whole other rant. People that show up for appts anywhere from 15 to 45 minutes early…. Not going there. So, my alarm goes off and I don’t want to wake up Scott that early. I usually turn it off right away, hop out of bed with a smile on my face singing a song but this day I couldn't do it. My arm was completely numb. So I flop over and try to grab my phone. I yank the cord out of the wall and the phone falls under the bed. I then roll on the floor (literally) to find the phone. Meanwhile my right arm is somewhere else and I can't find it. By this time my alarm is getting LOUDER AND LOUDER and I want to shut it off but I need my