girlfriday, Late to Everything, Covered in Coffee

The day started with a quick step back into my apartment for something I'd forgotten and my running into a wall. I wish it was figuratively. My full-to-the-brim travel mug tipped and the fresh coffee went splashing all over my coat, jacket and shirt and onto the floor. Then, because it was hot, it burned my chest. I yelled. Slammed a few things around. Then changed and left. Late per usual.

It ended with me accidentally knocking a coffee mug off my counter and onto the floor. It's the second thing, in a week, I've broken in the kitchen and in the same manner, too.

Either I need to be more careful or it's time to hire someone to clean up after me.

Stumbling to my bed, I mutter "If only clumsiness were next to godliness think how much closer I'd be today!" and crumble into bed.