Smh.
Dare I speak of the utter Kuerig tragedy and share the past days anxt of NO coffee!…*gasp*.
No, I dare not speak of these horrors. Nope, won’t go there about the many tantrums I have thrown. I will NOT admit to trying to use a paper towel as a filter and put too little coffee grounds in too much water therefore grounding my old school way of having to actually make a dumb cup of coffee using old school coffee grounds and a stupid paper towel for a stupid dumb filter I have a million of and can’t remember where I put the dumb things!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Whew.
There is ZERO chance I will admit that I finally cried uncle and put in an emergency coffee order. I ordered, or so I thought, I jar of Folgers Instant. First thing on the list, or so I thought. Humming through my day, knowing my coffee-less life would have coffee, come 3 pm delivery time, I sang and danced my way through the work day.
Fast forward to lunch, yippppeeeeeeeeeeeeee, delivery time. Singing tralalala gaily through the living room, I flounced and bounced my way to the kitchen. Dramatically, I gleefully refilled half empty sugar and creamer cannisters. Heckamiah Jeremiah I even brought out my clear saucer and fave coffee mug so I could enjoy my coffee. Finally!!
3 pm found an expected knock at the door. Flinging other groceries this way and that I dug my way through my goodie bags ready to pounce on the goodness of my Folgers Instant….hhmm.
Huh.
What?
What?????!!!
NNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
*Wails of agony wended themselves towards heaven as Cassandra realized everything came but the cofffffeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!
OMG!!!!!!!!!
Okay, so now I have to tell on myself, beloveds. Don’t tell okay? I don’t want to tarnish my fabulous image…lol.
It had been on me to switch to decaf for a bit. I kept telling God, Life, me and all who would listen I would switch, soon. Apparently, my soon was not soon enough. Rather, not soon enough for Life. One broken Kuerig, one grocery order arriving sans Folgers Instant, one quiet sentence from big sis of ‘maybe you are not supposed to be drinking regular coffee right now’ and one ‘uncle’ from me got me stomping into the kitchen to brew a half pot of DECAF!…*horrified gasp*.
Yet, Life allowed the dumb coffee filters to come but not the Folgers Instant. I was not going to get a Can of Folgers as was going to get another Kuerig so no need wasting money when I now have a million useless kpods…smh.
Moral of the story?
Listen to the still small voice and don’t be hardheaded so Life has to snatch the life from your Kuerig…*pout*.
listening finally,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Don’t be afraid to listen to your heart. Don’t be afraid to try those dreams that have been scaring you half to death. Don’t be afraid of your age. If young, your age is the best weapon you have. If older, your age is the best weapon you have! You got this. Life is short. Say. Live. Love.
- COME SIT AT MY TABLE 🪑❤️🩹
- BELOVEDS, YOU CAN HAVE MY FLOWERS. I DON’T NEED THEM ANYMORE.
- Forgive them, Cassandra, God said to me
- Still In Love
- REAL TALK: DESPISE NOT SMALL BEGINNINGS, BELOVEDS.👘🦺🥾👟🥿👞🩴👢🩰👡⛑️🔌🕯️🔎🖌️🖋️📢
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