I used to be able to roll out of bed, and while not be bright eyed and bushy tailed, at least able to funtion.
Then I started needing a cup of coffee each morning before full functionality would commence.
Now, unless that coffee is chasing a couple Advil, various joints don't quite operate properly.
I can't wait till I'm 40...
Posted by GEBIV at February 14, 2007 04:21 PM | TrackBack40 is when you have the coffee pot (on a timer) next to your bed, and you throw a couple Advil in with the grounds.
As for getting OUT of bed...
...better install handrails...