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So I'm going to start off my rant post with... I HAVE COFFEE LODGED IN AND BLOCKING MY EAR.
Bet that got your attention and you're wondering "How did Sophie get COFFEE in her ear?"
Well! Let's start at the beginning...
Completely knackered, I went to bed too late last night and, determined to just drop into bed, curl up and go to sleep, I walked into my bedroom and .. squish. Wet foot. My bloody dog had peed at the bottom of my bed.
So that had to be cleaned up before I could get some sleep.
Then I was awake again, so I wrote for a bit before curling up and falling completely unconscious.
My mom gets me up at half eight this morning (it's not right, I tell you) and I drag myself downstairs ten minutes later, eat my breakfast and think "I'll make myself a coffee, put it on my desk, go upstairs, get dressed, get ready for the day and come back down to drink it" after all, if my coffee is getting cold I have less of a chance of falling asleep.
So I put it on my desk, the mug resting just beside my headphones (I have these big wireless ones with spongy (yep, you heard: SPONGEY) ear parts) and go upstairs.
I come down a few minutes later after taking ages working out how, exactly, I put my jumper on (early mornings don't agree with me) and I can smell the coffee wafting into the hall.
I come in here, sit down, put my headphones on and ...
The left ear is wet.
I'm like ... wtf? I check and yep, I didn't imagine it. It's dripping wet and smells like coffee.
I look at the desk around my mug and there's a fucking PUDDLE there soaking my peppermints, mascara tube, lanyard thingy for my pendrive, headset USB plug, phone and a variety of other things.
I just got up, for crying out loud, can't I have one morning when something doesn't go wrong and my mug ISN'T leaking?!
-sigh-
Bet that got your attention and you're wondering "How did Sophie get COFFEE in her ear?"
Well! Let's start at the beginning...
Completely knackered, I went to bed too late last night and, determined to just drop into bed, curl up and go to sleep, I walked into my bedroom and .. squish. Wet foot. My bloody dog had peed at the bottom of my bed.
So that had to be cleaned up before I could get some sleep.
Then I was awake again, so I wrote for a bit before curling up and falling completely unconscious.
My mom gets me up at half eight this morning (it's not right, I tell you) and I drag myself downstairs ten minutes later, eat my breakfast and think "I'll make myself a coffee, put it on my desk, go upstairs, get dressed, get ready for the day and come back down to drink it" after all, if my coffee is getting cold I have less of a chance of falling asleep.
So I put it on my desk, the mug resting just beside my headphones (I have these big wireless ones with spongy (yep, you heard: SPONGEY) ear parts) and go upstairs.
I come down a few minutes later after taking ages working out how, exactly, I put my jumper on (early mornings don't agree with me) and I can smell the coffee wafting into the hall.
I come in here, sit down, put my headphones on and ...
The left ear is wet.
I'm like ... wtf? I check and yep, I didn't imagine it. It's dripping wet and smells like coffee.
I look at the desk around my mug and there's a fucking PUDDLE there soaking my peppermints, mascara tube, lanyard thingy for my pendrive, headset USB plug, phone and a variety of other things.
I just got up, for crying out loud, can't I have one morning when something doesn't go wrong and my mug ISN'T leaking?!
-sigh-