One of those mornings where you wake up and are pretty much only moving backwards from the get-go…
Couldn’t find coffee mug. Couldn’t find wallet. Was doing good to find shoes. I *think* my sweater is on right side out.
On the way in, I figured since I was running late anyway, and since I have no plastic to go with the duct tape for my house and I’ll be dead by Friday anyway - might as well take the extra 5 minutes and stop at Starbucks…
