So, remember how I told you guys how freakishly busy I am these days? Well, I wasn’t kidding, in case you thought I was. I’M SO BUSY. Do you understand? As in, SO BUSY.
Anyways.
This morning, Adam went golfing before work, requiring him to get up at 5:30 IN THE DARK. I tossed and turned for a while after he left, and finally got up, imagining a few hours of quietly doing something productive, and/or watching reruns of The O.C.
So anyway, I got up and stumbled to the coffee pot. Unbeknownst to me, my loving husband had made a whole pot for us, which was hot and life-giving and just waiting for me to sip from… but not knowing that he’d made it, I promptly poured it down the drain. Then I watched the sink basin steam with fresh coffee. And I stood there pathetically and cried.
It’s been a rough few days. That’s all.
Awww, babe!
I love you so.
You poor thing. I’ve got a “venting” post up on my blog too, if you want to join the fun.
Come to Texas and I’ll make you some coffee.
oh lady. been there. and when i say been there, i mean woke up and dazedly poured freshly brewed coffee down the drain and cried about it. coffee i myself had programmed to brew and be ready when i woke up.
needless to say i havent done a lot of coffee programming since then. jks
i love you. you will get your groove. you will.
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