Monday, Monday

The Mommas and the Poppas had a song about Monday. Their Monday didn't turn out so well and I have apprehension about mine if the first few hours are any indication.
I woke up suddenly this Monday morning and had a feeling I was already behind the eight ball. I was right. I had overslept. It was 7:27 and Bella was due at daycare at 8:00!!!!!
Somehow I managed to shoot out of bed with my head only partially cleared. Brushed teeth, got dressed, took Bella out for potty, fed the cats, fed Bella.
Packed her up in the car and away we went.

We actually made it there on time.
Nothing bad would have happened if she had been late but sometimes her play group goes out first at 8 so I didn't want her to miss any of that.
Dropped her off and headed home, all the while congratulating myself on how well I had done.
Went into the kitchen and headed to the coffee pot to make that oh-so-needed first cup of coffee.
Popped a pod into the Keurig, pressed the start button, and turned my back.
Headed over to the sink and started washing dishes.

And that's when I heard it.
I did NOT put a mug under the spigot!

I was this close...............