Just a stupid, stupid morning. Started with a wee hours trip to the grocery store for milk. Got back and got up the firstborn who would.not.get.up. Had a big fight with him and barely got him ready to go in time to get on the bus. By this time the twins were up too woken by the noise and had to deal with their breakfasts and wardrobes. It finally got cold and no one knows where any socks and shoes are. Boy twin wants me to watch him draw a thing. I go to the restroom and realize my pants are lying in a puddle - gross. Change my pants, clean the floor, chew out the 5yo boy... it might have been the 8yo, but it was a 50/50 chance and the 8yo was gone. Chat w wife about 8yo, money, a long but distant acquaintance of mine who passed away, how I've got no initiative this week... Finally leave. Get about half a mile out, feeling like garbage and realize I forgot to take my toprol. Oh well ok, that explains it and I can muddle through. Get a mile out and see a pair of Frozen crocs abandoned and go to take a picture for the found stuff thread - realize my phone was back in the pants I changed. And my work badge. And my 2fa dongle. Go home, park bike by back garage, go in, get stuff and open back garage and take the pill, close back garage, go to leave in the truck, realize I did not actually put the bike in, go in and open back garage again, put bike in, close it again, finally leave. Only blew about an hour and a half