A bad omen

I can already tell today's going to be a not so great Friday. Doesn't matter what time I go to bed lately, I just will not get up on time. Today, was the tops. I reached over and turned of my alarm clock and went back to sleep. Luckily for me, my cats are little alarm clocks and Cotton decided he'd had enough of this sleeping in and began to knock on my door wanting cat food. I apparently pitched a no hitter in my sleep because my shoulder is killing me.

So I get up and one of my tomato plants has been knocked over. Not a huge deal but upon realization that my tomato plant has fallen over, I find out that my third tomato has fallen off the plant. It's premature. So now, it's on the table to hopefully ripen or my family may get a wild hair and make it into fried green tomatoes.

All this before my first cup of coffee and 8am. This is not good.