Yeah, you know the ones I'm talking about.
Bob's out of town. I've been sick. Today was the first day a cup of coffee sounded really good. And considering that it is March 31st and there is snow on the ground, it sounded really really good. I made my way to the kitchen to make a pot.
I rinsed out the pot. I decided to make a full pot so I could have some iced coffee tomorrow, so I filled it up with 12 cups of water. I got out a filter. I measured the beans. I ground the beans (much to the cat's dismay). I put it all together and turned the pot on.
I sat down at the computer and started looking at email. Oh the aroma! My mouth was singing in anticipation! I could barely wait.
I walked into the kitchen and literally screamed in horror! Coffee and grounds covered the entire counter! Gross. And I mean the entire counter. Under the microwave, under the pots of rosemary and marjoram, under the coffee pot & grinder & jars of beans and most distressing ... under 24 wine glasses that I had not put away yet from the party on Saturday. Did I mention they were clean wine glasses?
This is precisely what went through my mind and out my mouth:
-(*&%$^)*^*^%$&^%&&$##^*^^
Yeah, I said that and a whole bunch more!
Now that I've cleaned up that disgusting mess, I think I'll head out to Caribou.
*sigh*
Bob's out of town. I've been sick. Today was the first day a cup of coffee sounded really good. And considering that it is March 31st and there is snow on the ground, it sounded really really good. I made my way to the kitchen to make a pot.
I rinsed out the pot. I decided to make a full pot so I could have some iced coffee tomorrow, so I filled it up with 12 cups of water. I got out a filter. I measured the beans. I ground the beans (much to the cat's dismay). I put it all together and turned the pot on.
I sat down at the computer and started looking at email. Oh the aroma! My mouth was singing in anticipation! I could barely wait.
I walked into the kitchen and literally screamed in horror! Coffee and grounds covered the entire counter! Gross. And I mean the entire counter. Under the microwave, under the pots of rosemary and marjoram, under the coffee pot & grinder & jars of beans and most distressing ... under 24 wine glasses that I had not put away yet from the party on Saturday. Did I mention they were clean wine glasses?
This is precisely what went through my mind and out my mouth:
-(*&%$^)*^*^%$&^%&&$##^*^^
Yeah, I said that and a whole bunch more!
Now that I've cleaned up that disgusting mess, I think I'll head out to Caribou.
*sigh*