Starting the morning with the left foot...

Sometimes things just get out of control, like this morning.
We all woke up late, I got to work late, when I got there I realized I had left the dessert for the day care party out of the fridge. The cleaning lady is in the house but I don't have her phone nr, so I call Pedro but he's not there either. He goes back to ring the bell and tell the cleaning lady to put the dessert back in the fridge.
At work, I realized that all the papers I planned to read today were left
at home, next to the dessert. I don't want to print hundreds of pages again
so I decide to go home and get all the stuff I forgot.
In the meantime, a close friend starts a chat and tells me
shocking news. I get all disturbed. I feel bad to rush my friend but I
really had to go home. I went home. When I got there I realized I forgot
the key. Fortunatelly the cleaning lady is there. Unfortunatelly she is
using the vacuum cleaning and can't hear me ringing and knocking.
Minutes pass and I'm still there, knocking, ringing, calling her name (at some point desperately).
Eventually she finishes to vacuum. She opens the door. I get the papers
AND the dessert. I drive back to work. I'm so distracted about all this that in a roundabout I didn't notice a car coming. I break abruptly. The dessert falls, I stick
my fingers in it to grab it and... well, it looks miserable and the car is all dirty.
I park in front of the door at work. Take the dessert out, clean a little bit
the car (I even tried a little piece that fell out of the dish and its GOOD!).
I'm finally sitting in my desk, with my papers and with the dessert in the fridge.
I'm going to drink a coffee, relax for a few minutes and then re-start the morning
hopefully with the right foot. :)