It’s A Monday!
That my friends is a picture of my shirt, just after I spilled coffee on it this morning.
I live off coffee in the mornings. I don't function well until after my first cup. So this morning I headed to the coffee pot as always and as I am walking back to my studio some how coffee jumped out of the cup all over my shirt.
Don't you hate it when things like that happen? And why does it only seem to happen on Mondays?