I got a call from the place that delivers meats to us.  They wanted to make an appointment to come and take our order. 

     “So, do we set an  appointment for 9 a.m.?”  She asked.

      I laughed.  “I don’t do mornings.”

     “How about 1:00?”

     I laughed again.  “How about Two?  At one I’m barely on my second cup of coffee.  By two I’d be awake enough to do an order.”

     “And can we make it on Monday?”

      “Nope.  Let’s put it off a week.”

      She sighs, “Okay.  How about December 4th?”

     “Perfect.  See you at two then.”

     Wait until she sees the complete change in our order.  I pretty sure there will be some tearing of hair.