I've been up about an hour, and so far both my nipples have been bitten twice--hard--once through my shirt, once after E frantically managed to pull my shirt down. Getting us out of bed I banged my shin against the sharp end of the bed and almost wiped us both out when I slipped on a shirt DH left on the floor last night (grr...). I got to the bathroom and discovered a splinter in my thumb (still not sure how that one happened) so I spent several minutes trying to yank it out, pre-coffee.

Then a few minutes ago I stumbled over one of the cats and I spilled an entire cup of coffee on myself (and her).

You ever have days that you want to go back to bed and start over again? Because I would definitely crawl back into bed and try this waking thing later if I could, lol.