It was one of those mornings where I woke up confused and disorientedâ€¦devoid of coordination, motor skills and rational thought.
I missed a step on the way down to the kitchen. I then proceeded to spill my coffee all over the counter.
I also over-sugared, and Iâ€™m sweet enough as it is.
Crap on a hockey stick.
The shower decided to play evil mind games with me, giving me two options: scalding hot or freezing cold. Lord knows I could usually use a cold shower, but thatâ€™s more a figurative thing.