My day without coffee

Do I even need to blog about how this day went? Doesn't the title speak for itself?
Toby has an ear infection. I got an appointment with Dr. B. at 10:45. But I am supposed to work in the church nursery until 11. What do I do? "Hey, BJ, why don't you swing by the church, pick up Toby and bring him to the doctor? Then I can meet up with you after I'm done at 11." Sounds simple. But not really. I gave BJ the wrong directions to the doctor's office and I ended up beating him there. Oops. I keep forgetting that neither of us really know where we are going and at any moment we can take a wrong turn and be 5 miles out of the way. It's messed up. And it just got worse from there, so I won't go into details.
I should have known better than to embark on this day (or any day for that matter) without a cup of coffee, even if it's just decaf and I'm just fooling myself into thinking that it will wake me up. At this point I've been drinking decaf long enough to believe that it does have some effect on whether or not I can function through the morning. And I would consider myself a morning person. So excuse my while I drag my 30-year-old joints to the kitchen to make tomorrow's pot of coffee. I've learned my lesson.