How you know you live in the country
Typically, in the scheme of life, there are only a few reasons for the phone to ring in the wee hours of the morning. The first thought is that of a horrifying emergency. Someone must have died, been in a car wreck, had a heart attack, etc....
So, when the phone rang at 5:47 this morning my head filled with bad thoughts. Was it my parents? Was it Secret Agent Man's mom? Was it someone calling from the hospital? All kinds of things were running through my mind. Secret Agent man jumped out of bed to answer the phone. PTL, as I was too groggy. When he came back to the bedroom I immediately asked who it was. Was someone sick or dead? He assured me that everything was quite fine. It was just Mr. Farmer, up the road, calling to let us know he would bring us some new calves next week.
People, why this couldn't wait until after breakfast, I will never know.