One Of THOSE Mornings

I woke up and stared incredulously at the alarm clock wondering why the hell it had gone off on a Saturday. Then I sat up thinking, no, it's got a weekend shut off, it has to be a work day. What day is it? Not a good start. Then after my shower I came down for breakfast and wandered into the back room for something... and stood there for awhile wondering what the hell I was doing in the back room. Then my coffee called me back to the kitchen and reminded me I was looking for some paperwork so Bern could do our taxes today.

Thanks coffee, you've always got my back.