It's just one of them days, where when you wake up, things aren't going as they normally do.

For instance, we ran out of coffee filters.

Oof.

And I just was like...

When you throw a paper towel in there.

That's what I did. Press on.

She sits down on the couch.

I go upstairs.

Where's the coffee?

So we have this routine.

One of us does the dogs.

One of us does the coffees.

Usually Abby does the dogs and the coffees.

But the system is, ideally, that one of us does each. That I do the dogs and that she does a coffee.

But today I was upstairs at first. So I go upstairs and there's no coffees and she's sitting on the

couch and I say, what is happening? And she says, bad news, we have no coffee filters.

As if the next thing to do is not just rig anything. Like put a sweater. By any means necessary,

assholes. Put a sweater in there. Suck the coffee beans. Put the coffee beans in the vitamin.

Do something.

I ordered on Instacart filters and actually needed to get more coffee because it needed to be $10.

But that was going to be an hour.

Like I just, no, no, no, no.

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