there are no words...

today is a tragic day in history.
i feel like breaking down and sobbing.
it's only 9:26 in the freaking morning and it's already a horrid day.
here's what happened:

8:00 i woke up to my alarm (love song for no one by john mayer)
8:15 i read my scriptures (yes it took me 15 minutes to become coherent enough)
8:30 i attempted to play a game of solitaire in which my trash was severely kicked (yes i was playing myself...don't even worry about it)
8:45 i played crazy eights with eliza and lucy...it's a long game. we never finished. (my trash was not getting kicked, just for the record...i was about to win)
9:00 we started breakfast. we had amazingly delicious pancakes and cereal. we even worked our brains and tried to figure out the puzzle on the back of the cheerios box. we couldn't. we looked it up instead.
{sounds like a pretty good start to a great day, doncha think? just wait...}
9:13 i realized there was a puddle of water underneath my cup (you know, the amazing green one) so i moved it.
9:17 i found another puddle under my cup. i picked it up and realized the horrible horrible truth: MY GREEN CUP HAS A CRACK IN IT!!!
you all know about the serious emotional attachment i have to my cup.
i am heartbroken.
yes i will be duct taping it.
yes i know that won't last for very long.
yes i will still use it even though it makes a very watery mess everywhere.
yes i might be exaggerating about the mess...only slightly.
yes my cup is special to me.

thankfully lucy's endless chattering about anything and everything and everything in between and denny's constant random singing will help to fill my brain with nonsense noise and help to numb it...