It is 6:30 and everyone is up and the cat went out. I am drinking my second coffee and smoking a smoke. Here is my messy hair. For some reason, my mother thought I woke up with perfect hair....who does?

My mother has the weirdest conceptions. Like I could do the bathroom tiling no problem! (I have never done that). Like my hair was perfect when I woke up. It is strange when I think she does not live in the real world about me.