On the last go round, Z. suggested in the comments that perhaps someone was trying to tell me something. In retrospect, I think perhaps she was right. And this time, I’ve figured out what the message is:
Those who don’t learn from history are
doomed to have trouble staying awake.
The cupboards (and also the freezer and fridge) were quite bare – lacking anything more substantial, dinner on Tuesday was a peanut butter sandwich and a bunch of veggies. (There was plenty of dogfood however, so Wylie and Riley can’t use this as an excuse for why they ate the wall.) So on my way home from work, I stopped off at the supermarket.
Since I was there anyhow, I decided to restock the caffeine supply as well.
I didn’t realize the mistake until I got home. I bought the caffeine-free version instead.
Crap. So much for my super-powers.
Feel…so…weak. My super-powers…fadi…
If you’ve ever read a Superman comic book, then you know his great weakness. Expose him to kryptonite and his powers are gone. It’s all he can do to just stand up.
I know how he feels. By the end of the day Thursday, it was all I could do to stand up.
There weren’t any glowing rocks from outer space. What did me in was a lack of caffeine.
When I got to the office on Thursday, I had 50 cents with me. That took care of the morning caffeine, but I didn’t get a chance to stop by the supermarket during lunch. I spent the afternoon with thirty pennies, several $20 bills, and a soda machine that would take neither.
Fortunately for Superman, once the kryptonite is taken away, his powers return. I stopped at the store on my way home and bought soda for Friday. 🙂