Such a morning it's starting out to be

Early morning dream:

Rummaging through the clutter on my workshelf (which puts the scene in my childhood bedroom), I'd come across an appointment card for some dental procedure that I'd forgotten about, with a specialist whose name and exact office location I can't remember, and it's for sometime tomorrow, and I'd set the card back down, and now I can't find it.  And, somehow, in the half hour since I set it down, a year's worth of trash has piled up on the shelf - including actual trash like granola-bar wrappers.

Wake up with dream unresolved.

Stumble into office.  Step in big puddle of few-hours-old kitty barf.  Clean bottom of foot; get cramps in calf.  Clean floor; get cramps in lower back.

Gonna be a great day, right?

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[Rob]

On the bright side it's just a Friday & not the 13th... :-)