Wake up.

(At four in the morning.

And can't fall back to sleep).

Get out of bed.

Trip.

Bonk your head.

Dizzily get up again.

Step on a Lego.

Scowl.

Try to go upstairs.

Halfway up, trip again and fall down.

Scowl more.

Finally make it up the stairs to find your work uniform wrinkled and teared to shreds on the floor.

Curse at your dog.

Put on some different clothes, hoping your boss will not mind.

Make coffee.

Realize you are out of cream.

Curse again.

Choke down the bitter coffee.

Spill some down the front of your shirt.

Want to change again, but will be late for work.

Go outside, and find it dumping buckets on you.

Get into car, all wet.

Realize you are out of gas.

You forgot to get gas yesterday.

Reach for your phone.

Find it dead.

Go back into house, soaking wet.

Look for charger.

No luck.

Curse for the third time.

Dog jumps on you.

Licks your face.

Gets dog hair all over you.

Now you smell of wet dog.

You decide to walk to work.

Thirty minutes later, you get there.

Boss yells at you.

Fires you.

You shout back, saying that it is unfair that after one day of being late you get laid off.

Boss sneers at you.

You walk home again.

Get there in another thirty minutes.

Find you left the door open.

Now the first part of your house is all wet.

You find the dog biting the mailman.

You go and grab the dog.

The mailman swears at you.

Says he'll sue you.

Leaves.

You find your mail in a puddle.

The letters are unreadable.

Now it's your turn to swear.

You put the dog inside.

Go back downstairs with a fresh mug of coffee.

Step on the same lego.

Try to kick it across the room.

Jam your toe in door instead.

Change clothes.

Get into bed.

Accidentally spill coffee.

Change clothes again.

Wet dog gets into bed with you.

Change clothes AGAIN.

Attempt to push dog off bed.

Dog gets you wet instead.

You don't have anymore clean clothes.

You fall asleep the rest of the day.

Hope that tomorrow will be better.