Waiting for the Coffee to Kick In

Recovering from late-night partying. Sleep it out, pup.

Despite the sunshine flooding the room, everyone’s still dozing in here this morning. Traces of last night’s football watching festivities abound: crumpled fast food wrappers on the table, near empty glasses of water for guests, dog toys strewn about. Now, I’m sit at the tiny corner desk, and light snores are coming from spouse and pup alike on the other side of the room.

It’s a good time for me to get some projects done. Or, it would be. C’mon coffee, do your civic duty.