I overslept this morning. I meant to get up at 7 and got up at 8:30 instead. Oopsy.
But I was having an awesome dream, which I can't remember now, except to say that it was awesome. It was one of those super vivid dreams that actually builds on itself and has an intricate plot that totally makes sense at the time. Oh man, I love those dreams.
Anyway, when I finally woke up, my first thought (like most mornings) was "Coffee, coffee, coffee!"
So I hopped out of bed and trotted into the kitchen.. only to discover to my horror that the coffee maker was broken!! Gaaaahh! Actually, I sort of knew that already. I mean, it wasn't working yesterday either. But I was hoping it would have fixed itself overnight. Sometimes that happens, right? No?
Never one to panic, I switched to plan B. "That's cool," I thought. "I'll just use the french press."
Oh, wait. No french press in the cupboard. Not cool.
But did I give up? No, I did not! I boiled some water, mixed in some coffee grounds, let it sit for a bit, and then hand-poured it through a filter into my giant mug. Which took about 10 minutes, and I did burn my hand, and I did get a few grounds in my coffee. But I don't care. It was totally worth it.
Mmm, coffee.. You. Complete. Me.
Til tomorrow!
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