- A very bad dream forced me out of bed just a bit ago.
- While I was making coffee to distract myself from the dream...I smashed one of my favorite mugs to pieces.
- Coming into this room to lament about the cup and think about not thinking about the dream...the lightbulb blew out as I flipped the switch.
If I were full-blown superstitious I might crawl back into bed right this minute.
Instead I choose to thing of the "bad things happen in threes" scenario. I'm done for the day, nothing but rainbows and lollipops from here on out, right? Right.
Okay, the yarn I picked for a prize was already chosen....but I'm totally gonna ignore that one because I'm going to have a good day, damnit!
To brighten anyone else's Sunday that is going into the pooper: Seth Meyers on the Michael Phelps thing...