… when it’s in the cup. Not when it’s ON my pants…and my silk blouse…and laptop… and desk… and papers… and stapler… business cards…and post-it notes. Crap.
And it was a damn good tasting cup of coffee too!!
That little fiasco seriously decreased my motivation to get anything else done.
And it’s not time to go home yet.
And it is too late to have another cup of coffee so that I’ll get to sleep tonight.
Speaking of sleep… I really need to stop dreaming about work and the people that work here. Last night’s dream is seriously going to stick with me for a while & that is NOT a good thing. <<shiver>> Plus, it makes me feel like I’ve been at work longer than I’ve really been at work. Know what I mean?
But how could I possibly sleep knowing that tomorrow the names of those who made it to *Round Two* of Last Scrapper Standing will be revealed! Yes – I entered… because I’m really into self-torture…and I’m also a teensy-bit competitive. Just a TEENSY BIT, dammit!