You know the days when you wake up and feel like you should just stay in bed? Like you don't really feel quite on your A game. Well, I should've pulled the covers up around chin this morning and stayed put. But instead I dragged my ass out of bed a little after 5. Tony left for work early and wasn't home for Jill's grumpy wake-up. She was a handful. All she wanted was her Dad, the one thing I couldn't give her to make her happy. We left the house about 15 minutes later than usual. As we passed Dunkin' Donuts I noticed the lack of a line in the drive thru. I should stop, I thought. No pods left in the house and it's been a rough morning. Oh I haven't mentioned I was up half the night coughing and transferred my sorry self to the couch at 2 a.m. I drove by Dunk's. Man, I knew I should have stopped.