one of those days,...

So... yes I know, I have a ton of stuff to do today.  But since my (early to rise) kiddo spent the night at my sisters, I figured that I would have a little sleep in time.  Not so much....  first the alarm went off at its normal going to school time... ugh!  After laying there for a bit and nearly giving up on ever falling asleep.  I did.  However 20 minutes later I get a call... oi!  Universe please, I want to sleep in!

So I gave in, and made the coffee, nothing like those commercials for folgers I tell you.  By the way where are those commercials anyway, me stumbling around the kitchen, wondering if the pile of dishes will disappear if I scowl hard enough.  Furrowed brow, my husbands sweatpants on, my ugly green shirt, hair all screwed up.  Sitting at my Mac cursing about the slowness of the coffee maker.  Then only motivated by my favorite coffee mug that is buried somewhere in that fearless pile of dishes.  Now that's a coffee commercial I can relate too.


Well now to stop avoiding the inevitable, and get to work!