I’ve been AWAKE since 3:18 from the noise of huge thunderboomers overhead, one clap so close that the house shook. Tons of rain and lightning too so I figured I might as well just get up and make coffee.
Dawg followed me into the kitchen, all squinty eyed from the kitchen lights I turned on. She’s dazed and confused still, her body telling her she needs more sleep. We both may need an afternoon nap but now that I’m up, it’s time to make the donuts. And pray the coffee pot doesn’t act up. I’m in no mood for clean up in aisle one.
UPDATE: Coffeemaker perked correctly which says yesterday was an anomaly. There must have been a blockage but I’m as anal retentive about my coffee pot as chris is about his Hydrox. I wash every piece thoroughly daily so leftover grinds is highly unlikely. But hey, today is another day and I do have my coffee. That’s all I care about.