This morning at work, within the span of a single hour, I:

1. spilled tea all over my lap
2. ripped my pants while squatting down to sort out some wires (good thing I did the skirt over the pants thing today -- I ended up wearing just the skirt)
3. spilled water all over my keyboard

So very me.

I was in an incredibly good mood before that all happened, and, as my officemate pointed out, my mood stayed sunny throughout all the calamity. If I am clumsy and sometimes lacking in grace, at least I handle it all aptly, right?