Because I forgot that there was a mug of coffee on my bed.

And I threw myself onto it. Which I mean the bed and the mug of coffee. There is coffee on my sheets, coffee on my quilt, coffee on my winter coat that I put on my bed, coffee on my pajamas, coffee on my hair, and I'm pretty sure there is coffee on my soul.

Someone come give me a bath, or else I am putting myself in the washing machine with the laundry. That is how lazy I am right now.