What a morning... picked up a caramel macchiato on the way to work and was saving it until I arrived at school as I had hallway duty. Had a large box of already flattened, cut-apart cardboard for the new project of "cardboard relief sculptures" to carry into the building. Placed the coffee securely in a corner of the box...squeezed my purse in with everything...and tried to lug the box from the parking lot to the school. Operative word: "tried". Right in the middle of the street, gusting winds danced maniacally around me-- a sedan came at me from one direction/a school bus drove toward me from the other -- one corner of the box decided to part ways. EVERYTHING went flying. Cardboard cartwheeled gaily across the parking lot and street. My hair writhed, Medusa-like, around my face. The macchiato poured down my body from my knees down. My purse regurgitated all its contents into the street.
One of the secretaries and a student helped me get as much of it together as I could, and I rushed into the building and barely made it to my duty station before my appraiser showed up to talk to me about an AP Portfolio issue.
I smell heavenly.
Eau de Caramel Macchiatto