Morning Muster

I pushed up from the cushion and marched across the tabletop to survey the perimeter. You were checking in on me last night wondering if I was around—well, don't you worry, I'm right here and completely in one piece. Night watch went without a hitch, and I'm fully rested and ready to roll. To make sure our morning runs in an orderly fashion, I lined up a sturdy wooden ruler against an open notepad to chart out safe crossing points across the living room rug. It pays to have a clear route before taking a single step into open territory.