Someone has messed with my calendar and has stacked it with two Mondays back to back. Not quite Groundhog Day, but close enough.
In other news, my sister is generously sending more of the coffee I love but can't find/buy out here.
Oh, and something I've learned recently - having a clean, white, ceramic tile floor in the kitchen, which is located between the laundry room/back door and the living room/front room where the majority of the hanging around takes place, with an 8 month old lab puppy in the house is like having an ice skating rink in hell. Sure, every once in a while it'll freeze over and the rink would be functional, but sooner or later things'll heat back up.
*stares at big muddy doggy prints on the kitchen floor, wipes them up with Tedskin rug*