I am an inveterate coffee drinker. My Granny got me hooked on it when I was 7 (she also taught me to play poker, which, in retrospect, is probably why she wasn’t allowed to babysit me too often). In any event, you really don’t want to try to talk to me until I’ve had my first cup in the morning.
Today, however, I could not have my first cup until after a 9:15 am doctor’s appointment where they were going to draw blood.
So there I was, up for a few hours without coffee in me. It was not a pretty sight.
My son asked me if he could ask me a question about health insurance.
I glared at him and told him to come back in a few hours.
Finally, unable to take it any more, I packed a thermos of coffee and headed out to the doctor’s office, hoping they would just take me in early.
I hit my daughter’s car while backing out of the driveway. Both cars will now need some.. um.. cosmetic work.
I got to a red light and despite seeing the “no turn on red” sign, I didn’t process it and made a right turn anyway.
I pulled into the curb by the doctor’s office, but instead of pulling in, I managed to hit it and whacked the hell out of a tire.
I stumbled into the doctor’s office, and when the receptionist greeted me with a cheery, “How are you?” I replied, “THIS is a public safety emergency. Please take my blood already so I can get some coffee in me before I do more damage. Please?”
They took my blood, and I raced back to my car to get to the thermos of coffee.
I broke two fingernails getting into the car.
By the time I’d gotten to the first light, I had chugalugged the entire contents of the thermos.
I’m starting to feel more human.
So… how was YOUR morning?