So, I get up this morning at dark-thirty not because I'm throwing the covers back raring to go but because my back hurts so bad I can't sleep. It woke me up and I'm tired as heck but I know I'm done with the bed for awhile no matter how much I want to sleep in until the crack of daybreak. Just the way it goes sometimes. I was too stove-in to even get a cup of coffee. Now this doesn't involve any "making" of coffee, this just involves getting a cup and pouring coffee in it. Four and a half feet from where I'm sitting right now. I have to walk through this area to go use the bathroom and when I did when I got up, I forgot to stop and get coffee. Four and half feet from where I sit right now. Too. Far.
Just the way it goes sometimes.
You're thinking, well, she just didn't *want* that coffee bad enough I guess. Well. YES. I did. But I just couldn't do it. I waited until my son got up and either a) brought me a cup or b) pissed me off enough by NOT bringing me a cup when I asked that my adrenaline would kick in and I could get it myself thankyouveryeffenmuch! Fortunately for the long term positive outcome of my day, he got it for me. God I love that kid.
Which is a good thing because while I was all bleary eyed sitting here sipping my coffee (mmmm...yes, so good) waiting for a more positive reality to manifest itself (or my eyes to focus better than they were) my son said "Hey, really sorry about the ice cream over there (my keyboard). I tried to get most of it up." That's when I saw the space bar and alt key had a white-ish green sheen. My computer keyboard has had an ice cream bath!
Good God it's a good thing I love that kid or he never would have made it to almost 21.
Just the way it goes sometimes...
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