Hot Beverage Failure

I like to think of myself as a reasonably coordinated person. My fine motor skills are good, (I have recently developed a compulsion to draw girls wearing detailed strangely ruffled outfits which I then compulsively color in highlighter. They are all over the scrap paper on my desk.) and I can do things like olly on a skateboard, climb rock walls, and not fall over when riding my bike in traffic. But when I do things like knock over a full, freshly poured travel mug of tea with the kettle that I filled it with, I really start to wonder why I am not dead yet.