The universe decided that I was not going to get any coffee down my throat today. My first cup of coffee went cold despite being in a travel mug. To be fair that was over the course of several hours while work kept me busy.
My second cup of coffee ended up all over the work counter in an accident involving a crate of books, a stack of routing slips, and a distracted colleague. No books were damaged but our cleaner may be cursing the stain on the carpet this evening.
My third attempt at having coffee was foiled by the kettle deciding not to cooperate.
Needless to say I was exhausted when I got home, and nearly fell asleep after I’d had a shower. Lady M took pity on me and made coffee after that so I could assume some level of consciousness in time for supper.
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