One of those days

My normal morning routine... and by normal I mean this week and last. Get up at about 7:15 am, except for Wednesdays and Fridays when I go to the gym at 5:45, take Char outside and then fix myself a cup of coffee. We have a Keurig and since I am usually the only one up, I make myself a single cup.

A few weeks ago, I came downstairs put a new K cup in the Keurig and went outside with Char to water the lawn. When I came back inside, I was excited to drink my coffee and head upstairs for my shower. However, there was no coffee there. I was pretty sure I put a new K cup in and pushed brew, but.... nothing. I hunted around the house; maybe I put it somewhere? Then, when I couldn't find it anywhere, I went in and asked the MIL if she had seen it or taken it. She wasn't even up, but nonetheless, I was convinced that's where it was. She pointed out that it smelled like coffee. Hmmm... well, I finally found my coffee. I had forgot to put a cup underneath and all the coffee was in the base. Damn. And to think I was thinking someone had stolen it. Terrible!

Well... I almost had a repeat this morning. In goes the new K cup, I pushed brew and then realized the coffee was again going into the base. I saved the day though; however, I think that's the beginning of a day that needs to be spent in bed.

Here's to hoping tomorrow starts off a little less disastrous!