Forgot My Coffee Again

I lied to my roommate today and said I brought coffee when I clearly didn't. It's not a big deal, but it felt like a huge letdown of myself. Every day this week, I've been waking up super early to study for finals in the library, and every single morning, I forget my damn coffee mug. Now we're running low on supplies, and I feel so guilty about it. It's just one of those days where even your basic tasks slip away from you.