Not sure what's going on

The stars just aren’t aligned right…or something.

When Max woke me up at 5:45 this morning, demanding a drink, I should have just turned over, hid under the covers, and prayed that I’d disappear, just for a while anyhow.

As I ambled down to the kitchen, I soon discovered that we were out of two morning essentials….any form of coffee, and milk. Lack of the first item led me to be groggy and irritable all morning. And it wasn’t until I left the house for Cameron’s 9AM soccer game was I able to sip my morning vice….a LARGE (I refuse to say “venti”) Carmel Macchiato from Starbucks.

But not having milk was worse. Lack of this dairy product meant that I was not able to turn on the TV, pour the boys their cereal and milk and head back upstairs to sleep a little more until Ella decided she wanted some attention. In order to feed the munchkins, I actually had to whip up some batter and cook some pancakes. I even ended up making pancakes and eggs for my husband.

My unusual domesticity continued through day as I made some apple crisp and some sweet potato soufflé, both from scratch, both somewhat time consuming.

I’m not sure what’s wrong with me. I think the winter blues are settling in early.