I have developed a small obsession with my morning cup of coffee.
I am head over heals IN LOVE with my morning cup of coffee.
It's a little strange.
I own a bright red 12 cup coffee pot that I purchased at Target about a year ago for cheap money. I only make one cup each morning, because more than one cup would make me a jittery crazy lady. Brian begged for a Keurig when we were registering and I adamantly refused. I just couldn't stand parting with my red coffee pot.
I love my red coffee pot.
I recently figured out how to program my coffee pot to brew coffee prior to my alarm going off so I actually wake up to the yummy smell of fresh brewed coffee.
For those of you that haven't figured out this feature on your coffee making machine, I highly recommend you do so.
It's so awesome.
So back to the coffee....
Now that I've figured out this feature, I am completely obsessed with my morning cup of coffee. Prior to learning about this feature, mornings were dismal. My alarm would go off, I would shuffle to the kitchen accidentally kicking one of the animals along the way. I would fumble with the filters. I would fill the filters with coffee. I would add the water. And then would wait - groggy and annoyed that it was morning time.
Waiting. For the coffee. Wait, wait, wait.
Now that I've discovered how to operate the timer, mornings are like Christmas. My alarm goes off and the fragrant scent of French Vanilla wafts through the air. I shuffle to the kitchen like a crack head off to get a fix. No fumbling with filters and no measuring water or coffee. Just yummy hot coffee waiting to be poured into my oversized coffee mug (which SURPRISE has cats on it).
I've started to get really excited each night at the very thought of waking up to a full, hot, READY, pot of coffee.
So excited, I've been saying things like, "Mmmmm, can't wait to get up tomorrow morning and drink my coffee."
Brian is not enthused.
Brian thinks I'm crazy.
Brian still wants a Keurig.