When you’re in the bathroom, you’re going to see that at some point in the last two days, the dog went in and peed on the rug. So you’ll take the rug to the laundry room.

When you’re in the laundry room, you’ll realize that your teenager left a pile of wet exercise clothes on the floor, from the downpour the other day. So you’ll yell at the teenager and find the artificial scent beads to put in the washer.

Yelling at your teenager will remind you that you need to yell at both teenagers to get them moving. To motivate them, you will also begin yelling portions of “Right Hand Man” from Hamilton. “We are out GUNNED, out MANNED…”

The upcoming obscenities from “Right Hand Man” will bring your younger teenager to the kitchen, where he will say “Mom, you need to work on your gun sounds. What’s that smell?”

Real obscenities will hover in your brain as you realized you didn’t check the setting on the toaster, and your toast is charred. You wail, “Are these the men with which I am to defend America?…I cannot be everywhere at once, people.” Younger teenager will pat you on the head from his extremely tall height, and throw your black toast away.

Checking the clock as you put a new piece of bread in the toaster will cause you to yell at both teenagers that they’d better move their sorry butts.

Your now perfect piece of toast will remind you that you came down to make coffee, which is now cold. You’re going to want some coffee to go with that toast, before you handle the early dropoff at the high school. Shaboom.