There are signs. Like forgetting to put the cup under the Keurig after pressing the button (Thankfully I got it in time)
Or Putting the dogs away, and forgetting to close the door.
Days like this make me Thank God I don't curl or straighten my hair, because I know I'd leave the curling/ straightener iron on.
I call them:
Where one isn't enough!
As you can see, this is my second cup. Lol.
It's those days where you wake up, feeling productive. You are going to do it today. Yeah. I can do this. you say to you self.
You make a great breakfast. Fuck Yeah!
You get your coffee. Cream it.
Then you sit down. Then it slows down. You start yawning. Oh Man. Better chug my coffeeYou wait the 20 minutes for the caffeine to kick in. But, you know it's not coming.
And, My Mom is having a flair today too on top of it all. I know probably most of you don't take care of a sick person. That's draining in it's self. And you know the person you are caring for doesn't want to be sick either. Then that's when then 'FuckIt' comes in.
That's when you go for cup number 2.
As number 2 hits your system, you feel it. Am...Am I human again??!! You ask yourself. Yes. Yes you are. It's like a warm embrace, a familiar old friend who has come to town, and gives the best hugs. That extra push you need to do the fucking dishes. Or start your taxes. Or whatever you do in the morning.
I think everyone has DCDs. Just know, you are not alone.