Get out of bed, poop, luxuriate in a hot shower, shave, put on some working duds (25 minutes start to finish from bed to door), listen to some talk radio on the drive to work (25 minutes into the city from our country home), get to the office, crank up the 'puter, check appointments for the day, look at the task list I left myself the day before, read some news to see if Trump vaporized us overnight and check the obituaries to see if I'm in there (almost 40 years in the workforce), then get on with it.

The missus makes the bed. I'm grateful for that. She's great at hospital corners.