Nothing starts a lawyer's day with a bang like going to bed on July 21, and then waking up to hear your morning radio DJ on your alarm clock tell you that it is July 23, as I did today (the DJ and Denver area radio station shall remain anonymous).
"Where did the day go? How did all my deadlines suddenly get so much closer? Whatever happened to that meeting I was supposed to attend on the 22nd?", I wondered, until I came to my senses and finally realized that the DJ was mistaken. I didn't fully believe my own instincts until I looked at the clock synced to the atomic clock signal in my living room. "The morning DJ is always right, isn't he? Maybe I just slept for 32 hours."
Now, I've gained an extra day of my life and I feel great!