Because I bought creamer for my coffee, I could finally do my dishes.
For the past two weeks, I've been alternating between Panera and Starbucks for my caffeine fixes. I had run out of creamer and instant hot chocolate, and while in a pinch I can drink black coffee, I'd rather not. Dishes had been piling up in my sink (though not quickly because, really, I don't cook). Call it neurotic, call it lazy, but the only time I wash my dishes is when I'm waiting for coffee to percolate.
This morning, creamer in hand, I brewed my own coffee and washed my dishes. Victory.
1 comment:
A delightful post. I have been away for too long and had forgotten the joy that your daily missives bring me. Nicely done.
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