When I was at the coffeeshop this morning, I had a dose of OCD. I was at a table reading a book, and I noticed that my mug had left rings on the table. I just had to clean it, so I grabbed a napkin, and as I moved my hand from one side of the table to the other, I spilled my half-full mug of tea. I wasn't paying attention to what I was doing, but rather on what I was reading, and the mug was behind the book, out of my sight (and out of my mind). Duh.
So, as I tried to clean a small mess, I made a huge one. That was embarassing.
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