Monday Morning, 6:40am, what is that thing in my breakfast?

The sun isn't even up yet, and I'm brewing my coffee, making my protein shake, and packing my lunch. I leave the lights off in the kitchen for two reasons. First, it would wake up Mary who gets to sleep in because it's her summer vacation. Second because MY KITCHEN DOESN'T HAVE ANY LIGHTS! Ok, so I go over to my desk, which has the only light in the living room that won't wake up Mary and start drinking my shake. I look into the glass and see that I have chunks of drywall texture floating in it. I fished them out and cried a little. I really want my kitchen back.