Not Monday…but

This is how my day began: I cooked scrambled eggs for my protein fix (I never eat enough). While my two dogs circled me as they will often do when I have food, I sat down pleasantly enough to eat my eggs. Until, that is, balancing my coffee mug in one hand and the plate of eggs in the other proved to be too much.

Said eggs fell to the floor and my two dogs proceeded to “clean” the mess I’d made. I think I got two bites out of the eggs. Then I had to google whether it is safe for dogs to eat eggs.

I think I will spare you the details of how the rest of my day went.

And it’s not even Monday …