A typical day for me goes something like this:
Blink.
Hit snooze.
Hit snooze again … and again.
Open my eyes and reach for my iPhone to unlock the home screen and welcome a world of new information.
That’s right, I’m still in bed under the covers, wearing PJs, hair mussed. But I need to check my text messages, explore the latest shenanigans on Facebook and skim the morning headlines. And let’s not forget e-mail. That is more important than standing vertical or attempting to make myself beautiful.


