I almost peed my pants reading your story. The phone ringing, and the recliner refusing to go down and the cat flying through the air trying to get out of the way. It happens to me so often. Two nights ago some research person called. It was 9:00 pm, and I was really upset about being bothered. I still can't believe that I actually said this, but I did, "What the hell are you doing calling me at 9:00 pm", and I hung up the phone. Naughty me, and I am even on the no call list. Now I keep the phone next to me, when I decide to relax for the evening.