More coffee...

So, at first it took me a while to remember that it's Friday. I have mad brain scramble from a week of debate with Didgeridoo Boy over whether or not what we currently use as the dining room is to become the home theater (you bet your sweet bippy it is) while strategically avoiding being pulled into yet another round of the come-here-and-grab-this-speaker-wire-through-the-back-of-the-entertainment-wall game. We had a spirited discussion as to whether or not my old Macbook could be sold (no) rather than going with my plan to replace its hard drive and use it in what is, for the love of all that is holy, going to become my "swanky yoga boudoir office princess tower room". And then, Didge decided that it was time to start rounding up old books to take to the secondhand bookstore, since we're just about to start building accent furniture from them, while I was over at my parents' house and unable to control what was being gathered.

I came home, had an avocado for lunch (I've never professed normality), and helped Didge gather a few more books to replace the ones of mine that had accidentally made it into his pile. The satisfaction that arose from getting rid of one cookbook in particular, that only called up memories of the time I dared try make my own seitan and wound up with a brain-like thing I could bounce around the kitchen, was immense. I was basking in the glow of that satisfaction when Didge announced he needed help with the kitten, since he was trying to leave. Once I'd successfully corralled Jupiter Jones, opened the front door for Didge, helped Didge get his laundry basket of books in the car, almost slammed the car door on his foot, and remembered to let Jupiter Jones out of the bathroom, I recalled something wonderful. I had a packet of coconut M&M's, and they were just begging to be savored with an iced latte.

So I did just that. Screw the fact that I have said, "No more afternoon coffee. I don't need this much caffeine." I needed a boost. I swear I have been forgetting stuff since I reduced my coffee intake - afternoon coffee is as vital to me as oxygen and Flintstones vitamins with iron. And I was right. I did need a boost, particularly in the form of a nice hit of chilled espresso-ey goodness, because it was as soon as I sat the glass down after finishing it that I realized something:

I forgot to post an entry today.

I think I'm going to have another iced coffee, just to make sure I didn't forget anything else. And since I can't remember what song I was going to post when I started writing this about twenty minutes ago - here. There's no correlation, it's just one of my favorites. Enjoy your weekend!