Mornings in slow motion

Once in a while, when I wake up, I really do things that are unbelievable in terms of gestures. I pour milk in my ashtray instead of my coffee, or worse I shake the ash off my cigarette in the fridge by opening the fridge door and letting the ash go off on a shelf... This morning I poured my cereal in my coffee pot already full of coffee powder. Then each time after I realised what I did I start laughing out loud in disbilief... At those moments I really think I am not a good candidate to bear the nuclear codes.