An Untitled Mess

Wednesdays are stressful for me.  It's hard to explain, because it's not like a high blood pressure, seeing red type of stress.  It does not make me angry or sad or suicidal...it's just stressful.  This does not make a lick of sense, I know, but that's the best way I can think to explain it at the moment. Last night I was up way too late, but I was happy to do it.  A friend needed to talk so I burned the midnight oil well into the wee early hours of the morning.  It's just what you do, no questions, no complaints.  That made getting up to open prep this morning at work a little difficult.  I was like the Walking Dead this morning.  The snooze button was hit several times and I was nearly late.  In fact, I ran out the door without a few things I needed to have with me.  But not the coffee...I can never forget the coffee.  I will be five minutes down the road, realize that I forgot my coffee, turn my tail around to get it and deal w...