So much for breakfast of champions...

So I got up this morning, ready to have a good "Sunday". Slept late and all, felt good. Went to go make my big breakfast, which I do every "weekend". Now, I'm low on coffee since me and the husband are both in the red until payday, so I carefully divided what I had left yesterday so I had enough for one cup yesterday and today. Not enough, but it works.

So I was making breakfast, grooving to The Pixies, and ran out of paper towels. No biggie. I had a new roll. Went to reach for it, and in the process spilled my only cup of coffee everywhere. So I scramble to stop the coffee from reaching the cords of a couple appliances, and I start smelling smoke. So, basically my only cup of coffee is gone and I burned half of my breakfast. There is still coffee all over the kitchen because I wanted to at least eat my eggs while they were hot. I just sort of stuck paper towels around the edges of the spill to keep it from spreading.

Long story short, I went from upbeat to grumpy in about an hour, and I still have a freaking mess to clean up. Grr.