one of those days

ever have one of those days when you are trying to make it to work for a meeting and you can't find your car because you can't remember where you parked it a week ago? then, when you finally find your car, you step in dog poop and don't realize it until you've already gotten into your car and can smell it? then you wash your foot off in a puddle and wash your floor mat off in the bathroom sink at work praying that anyone that walks in won't think you look like a jackass washing poop off of a floormat?

sounds like a bad dream, right? wrong. it was my morning so far. good start, wouldn't you say?

p.s. i owe y'all a proper update. it'll come later.