Somedays I think it's better to just not get out of bed... seriously...

So it's only 11:30 am and the list of mishaps and 'kati only' accidents I've had today are longer than i can count, or even want to think about. Let me first tell you all of the calamities that have happened to me today would ONLY happen to me, and these types of events happen daily. I am the most accident prone, ditzy but really smart, and clutzy person you will EVER and I mean EVER meet! To begin my day, I woke up late, partly my fault, partly because my adorable boyfriend kept me up WAY to late lastnight. So already in a hurry I try to take a quick shower, which is never realistic for me, since I am the girliest person on earth. During my "quickie" shower I cut my ankle shaving and begin gushing blood all over the bathroom, cute I know. After I get my ankle fixed up, finding a band-aid in an apartment home to three guys is next to impossible, it is already 7:30 and my hair is soaking wet, i don't have a stitch of makeup on, and I have to leave by 8:15 next to impossible for girls with curly hair! So I am running around the apartment like a mad woman blowdrying my hair, and brushing my teeth at the same time, thankfully no electrocution, cuz with my luck you never know. On to my makeup... trying to do your makeup in a tiny bathroom mirror with flourescent lights is always a harrowing task, but i managed to finish in record time. So I thought yes, I actually managed to be ready only 15 minutes behind schedule. I give J a quick kiss goodbye and run out the door! While driving to work I managed to be stuck behind EVERY grandma driver in the states of Missouri and Kansas! So i arrived at work by 9:10, ran through the doors and started right to work. Thinking I'm such a rockstar that I wasn't that terribly late, I got right to work on printing my needed flyers and marketing tools for the day I start making a couple copies on the copy machine. Heres where I realize my day is doomed! All of the sudden in the middle of my copying the machine starts beeping indicating it needs toner, normally an easy task unless you are me. I pull out the toner bottle, thinking nothing of it, i've refilled the machine a hundred times, I'm shaking the bottle, when all of the sudden, POOF a humongous cloud of black toner goes flying all over the office, my cute peep toe gold heels are gold no more, my toenails which were once a great shade of red, are now pitch black, the carpet surrounding me is pitch black, toner is all over the top of the copy machine, etc. And I just stand there with no clue what to do next. So i run to get a vacuum cleaner, thankfully it comes up off the carpet, and the copy machine. However, my clothes, shoes, and toenails, are still caked in black. Cute i know. I tried everything i could to clean myself up, i think the only thing that will rid my toes of the black cakey powder is the pedicure i'm treating myself to later today. Next, the copier runs out of paper. Another simple task for normal people, however, i am still not normal. I reach for the paper and realize the top sheet is covered in toner powder, now here is where most other people would throw the top piece away and use the clean sheets, but I had to try and wipe the sheet clean, in a bit of a hurry i might add, bc i never stop to think i constantly act on impulses and want everything done quickly, anyway... so while i am wiping i get the BIGGEST paper cut of my life straight across the palm of my hand. Great, not only do i have toner powder everywhere, i am now bleeding, yet again. So i run to bathroom to clean up so i don't get blood on anything else. Needless to say that stupid paper i should have thrown away in the beginning is where it belongs in the trash, clean of toner powder but stained with blood. I am sure the rest of my day will continue like this... but i must go... my lunch break is calling, where who knows what nonsense will happen to me next!