Sounds like a day where a beer has been earned-
Some go like that, one new priority shall begat another.
At times I never even get back to the original plan for the day.
An example:
The first morning after 3 weeks away I was standing in the kitchen drinking coffee and minding my own bidness when I heard a pop followed by water running wild, opened the cabinet door to find the plastic cold shutoff valve had broken off and the tide was coming in as a solid stream from where the handed departed- I directed as much as I could into the trash can and yelled for my wife to turn off the main.
That woke me up even better than coffee.
It must have been bumped an weakened during the new sink install we had done a couple years ago.
Fortuitous timing but not at all what I had planned for the day
