When the dog licks your feet…

Woke up this morning with the dog licking my feet. Went back to sleep. Bad move. Came downstairs and found generous helpings of dog mess — ‘I tried to wake you up!‘—and the server boot volume almost full, for mysterious reasons.

I haven’t even had hot water yet this morning.

Unnnnnngh.

And it got worse: Eleanor woke up in a foul mood and yelled at everyone; Bhavana felt awful. Things only got better after I very carefully peeled an orange in one piece, without any tears. Would that mapmaking were so easy.