Where the BLEEP is my coffee?

While waiting at a stop light on my way to work this morning, I noticed a woman in the car next to me brushing her teeth. I cannot say this is something that I have seen before. I started to wonder, are we really that crunched for time that we have to brush our teeth while driving to work?

I started thinking about my own hectic mornings. Every morning is the same. Even if I plan for things to go differently the night before.

The snooze button on the alarm is hit at least three times. Slowly, I drag myself out of bed, make the bed, and head up stairs. I let the dogs out, feed the cats, wake the kids, let the dogs in, wake the kids again, turn on the news, wake the kids again, fold some laundry, wake the kids again, lay out my lunch so I won't forget it, remind the kids to eat breakfast and to brush their teeth...all this before coffee.

After my shower, my Little Rikki always feels the need to lick my legs, because it seems that I have missed that particular spot in the shower. After drying and styling my hair, doing my makeup and brushing my teeth IN THE SINK, I stand in my closet saying, "I have NOTHING to wear, URG!" I do this EVERY morning.

I vow that I will buy a new outfit with each check to replenish my wardrobe, but that never really happens. After finally deciding what to wear for the day and I check the time and FREAK OUT... I am late... I yell at the kids "It's time to go, hurry we are late!" Once in the car, always one kid that forgets something and has to run back inside.

After dropping the kids off at school, I rush to work, weaving through traffic trying not to hit all the red lights. While stopped, is when I notice other rushed and stressed out people in the mornings. Brushing their teeth, putting on makeup, combing their hair and I have even seen men shave in the car. I wonder have they had their coffee yet.

By the time I get to work, I am exhausted.

I am sure there some that would suggest going to bed earlier and getting up earlier. That is easier said than done. By the time I get home, most evenings are filled with cooking dinner, homework, making the kids shower, laundry and of course my pups. Before I know it, it is 10PM and I am rushing the kids to bed. There is zero time to relax I am always rushing.  

So in the meantime, where the BLEEP is my coffee?