A Cup Leaver Am I

We all have our faults.  It's true.  It's impossible to be perfect.  

And I have found one of my biggest ones.  I'm not proud of it.  I do not like to boast about it.  And I'm a bit ashamed of it.

That's right folks, I am a cup leaver.

Exhibit A:




Five cups.  FIVE cups.  What?  I think I did this in about the span of two or three days.  And it's not that I'm even lazy, but I'll bring up a cup of water or lemonade or coffee and realize my one from yesterday is still there.  I will then think to myself, "Oh darn.  Well, no bother.  I'll bring both down when I'm done with this one."

But do I?  

NO.

Sick, I tell you.  Sick.

Love love,
Adrienne

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