Have you ever had a day where all you wanted to do was go back to bed.

Sure it started out alright, things were fine...i woke up around 9am and i usually, after a visit to the bathroom, get cups of water for both my mother and me....usually in plastic cups, but today was different. I needed to wash the cups and i was thirsty, so i grabbed an actual glass from the cupboard to get a drink until i did the dishes...i ran the water and filled the glass and put the glass to my mouth, when it slipped from my fingers and crash, it shattered on the kitchen floor.

That cleaned up and sorted out, i did the dishes...an assortment of dishes besides our favourite water cups...so i washed them all and put them in the tray to drip dry...when my nephew brought a plate that he'd been eating off of...and handed it to me...but apparently i didn't make the grab correctly and smash, it fell to the floor, breaking in a few pieces.

I am generally a patient person but two things in one morning, grrrrr!

So i cleaned that mess up, grabbed our ice water and carried the glasses into the bedroom. I set mine down and it set it down on top of a loose pill on my bedside table and the water spilled all over the table and floor. Sigh. I cleaned up that mess, which thankfully, didn't include any broken glass and sat down to take my morning pills.

By that time i had a small headache...so took some tylenol, along with the other pills and that was the beginning of my day.

Mother had her breakfast, then lunch...and all dishes are safe and sound...so far, but the night is still young.