It’s my favorite time of the day. Once I pry myself from bed and make it over to the corner, coffee appears on a little stand next to me. Prepared by my luvvvah, often in matching mugs, this sweet ritual is one that I miss when we are not together.
Often it has arrived before I wake all the way up, the smell enticing me to emerge from the coziness of my covers and meet the day. But I don’t waaant to.
We sit together reading quietly or scanning our phones or asking what is on the agenda for the day. I journal. We talk. It is the kind of time that I want to last and last. No interruptions. No kids. Just us for 20 minutes.
This morning I reached for my mug for that first sip.
How is the coffee holding up? Do we need to buy more?
There is a bit of back story here.
Today is payday. That means the bottom of the barrel has been scraped in many places in the kitchen. I wondered if it was that way with the whole-bean coffee that we usually have stocked and stored.
Steve is the coffee-preparer most of the time. I am out of the coffee supply loop. So this morning I took that first sip and asked, How’s the coffee holding up? Do we need to buy more?
His response made me laugh.
This is an old packet of Folgers that I found in the coffee basket. We are out of coffee. I will have to bring your second cup to school after the bus run.
I am not a coffee snob. Truly, I’m not. But I could tell. Usually there is a bag of backup beans somewhere but not today. I will add it to the list.
Happy Friday, Everyone! That second cup cannot come soon enough. Enjoy your day!
This one makes me smile! Enjoy that special second cup and especially that fantastic hubs of yours!
I did get a good one! Cup of coffee AND love of my life. <3