The Third Time is not Necesarily a Charm

I have mostly caught up with my fellow bloggers, so I thought I would post about this morning with my coffee cup encounters.

But first ... I have some strange sort of health bug going on. I've had a cold and sore throat for about 10 days now. But it's a tight cold, not a loose one. I wake up stuffed at night but can't really blow it out. You know how one side of your nostrils usually clear when you're lying on your side? Well ... that was not happening, and you can't easily sleep when you can't breathe. Grrr.

Anyway, the nights were getting better, so we went out to a fiddle concert on Sunday afternoon. I came home exhausted and spent the rest of that day and much of the next wrapped up in my chair listening to podcasts. I have a tv in my room, but it seemed like too much trouble to watch it. I could close my eyes and listen to podcasts.

On Monday, I stayed away from the kids completely when they were here,for fear of infecting them, but I did mingle some with them yesterday. Today, both parents had to leave early, so we consented to go over there at 7 rather than have the kids come here at the usual 8. Having the parents get them out and over here for 7 might have been problematic — to say the least.

Sometimes Often I wake up at 5 - 6 just because that's the way I roll — unfortunately ... I wasn't always afflicted thusly — TG for that. Today, however, I had to pull myslef out of bed at closer to 6:30 — go figure. When I made my usual coffee with the Tassimo, I knocked the cup over.

After eventually dropping them off at school and stopping at Tim Hortons for a second cup on the way home, I put my coffee on the desk beside as I sat down to peruse the internet. Darned if I didn't knock this over too.

Wipe, wipe, wipe.

Sit down. Knock it over again.

WTF?

I can't even remember knocking my coffee over at any other time. At all. Now, three times in one morning?

As I said ... WTF?

I discovered that the third time is not necessarily a charm.