Monday, May 21, 2012

The Case of the Disappearing Coffee

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There is nothing worse than pouring yourself the perfect cup of coffee, adding just the right amount of creamer (if that’s your thing), and then... losing it. You know – that moment of where did I put my coffee? Granted, it has to be in the house somewhere, but the fact remains – you’ve lost your coffee, and the clock is ticking. You only have so many minutes to take in that first blissful taste before it cools off too much, because lets face it – you can't beat that first sip in the morning. The second cup never tastes quite the same and reheated coffee is a big ick.

Ironically, you think: had I already had coffee, I’d be able to think clearly and would be able to find it easily. Not the case here. So the search begins. Kitchen? – no, bedroom? – no, child #1 room? – no ... and on and on. Child #3 is just minutes from missing his bus if you don’t leave the house NOW, but it doesn’t matter – the coffee must be found. The rounds through the house continue. At this point, you can skip the visit to the gym because you’ve gone up and down the steps so many times.

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Suddenly, out of the corner of your eye, you spot it. The mug with tiny bits of steam still spiraling out ... sitting ... next to the coffee pot.

All is right with the world once again.


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