i should not have woken up...

...this morning.

It's 11:00 a.m. and I've been awake two hours. I had a terrible craving for pancakes and just enough ingredients to make some. After I added the milk, I decided to have a glass. I gulped down three gulps before I realized it was bad, rotten, stinky, pukey milk. I spit it out, started gagging and got rid of the rest in the toilet. EW! YUCK! I brushed my teeth, gargled with mouthwash, drank some water, and ate some skittles to try and get the putrid taste out of my senses. I was finally okay and still wanted pancakes, but had no more eggs or butter. I drove around the corner to the P.O. and bought some. "I don't need a bag," I told the lady. I thought I could manage carrying two items. I got in the car and was carefully placing the egg in a safe place when my hand suddenly twitched, knocking the egg into the shift stick. Egg splattered everywhere and created a pool of yellow and clear goop at the base of the shift. Fortunately, there was a small towel in the trunk that I put over the pool so it wouldn't slop around as I drove home. I got home, cleaned up all the slime and broke my nail in the process, which usually isn't a big deal except I just painted my nails last night and they were perfect. I finally returned to the kitchen to finish my pancakes, experimenting without an egg. It wasn't until I poured the first pancake batter onto the pan that I realized the consistency was all wrong. I think it's a combination of no egg and the newly noticed fact that I had used self-rising flour. I tried making one pancake and it definitely did not work. Nobody's home and I needed to vent, so here I am. I've given up on making pancakes today and still have to figure out what to eat for breakfast two hours later than I should be eating breakfast.

I wonder what else will happen today...