Woke up this........no wait, lets start over.
Struggled out of bed this morning and discovered that I should have already been leaving for work. In between the 1am feeding, the 4am feeding, and Sawyer waking up at 5:30am and screaming for "Dada" like somebody had lit his polyester pajamas with feet on fire, the alarm got turned off. I am not a morning person to start with, but I am REALLY not a morning person when I am running late. I shot out of bed and showered, deodorized and dressed in record time. I made an english muffin and bowl of cereal to consume on the drive to work and rushed out the door. I was lucky to remember to grab my lunch, unfortunately I didn't realize that I had forgotten the coffee I was bring for everybody in the office, until I was about to get on the toll-road. Showing up without coffee on a morning like this wasn't an option, so I turned around and returned home to grab it, thereby making me even later.
The day unfolded in a fairly typical fashion, with the usual frustrations as well as moments of levity. It wasn't until I was using the restroom after lunch that I noticed something strange. Looking down at my pants, I noticed the tag on my boxers was on the front. "That is strange" - I thought, and when I looked closer, I realized having the tag at the front of your boxers means that you are an idiot, and don't know how to put your clothes on properly. Apparently, I am so brain dead at the moment that I don't even know how to put on a pair of underwear properly, and even worse, I don't notice for over 6 hours that my skivvies are butt front. I would like to think that had I been wearing that thong that Mrs. B got me for Christmas, I would have been able to tell the difference....but at this point I am not sure that I could.