Ya. That is the kind of day it was today.
I woke up to a beautiful sunrise, fresh hot coffee in my cup and it rapidly went awry from there.
My oldest son had a wee hissy fit. We are all entitled, but it never ceases to amaze me how much he is like his father when he does that. That’s my freaking story, shut up.
Once his ass finally left my house…
in a raginglateforworkeventhoughIworkatnoontizzy…
it took me a while to get the good groove back.
I took a few deep breaths, ate a couple of cinnamon rolls, and drank one more cup of piss warm coffee. Did I mention that my coffee maker packed it in? So I have to use my Bodum. It makes great coffee, but it only stays warm for about 20 minutes. That is not nearly long enough for me. I hate nuking it to warm it up, but I will…just not this morning. I have no idea why I didn’t, I despise cold coffee.
