The last thing I do at night is set up the coffee pot for the morning.
I am known in my circle of friends and family for being a coffee lover/addict/believer/abuser/user/enthusiast/fan/lover/devotee/aficionado , so you get it, I enjoy a cuppa joe.
I wake up, and if I am smelling coffee, it is at least 6:15 am. Sneaking past the wee boys room and trying not to creak that one loose stair tread, I am heading for my first fix of the day.
I pour the dark, hot liquid into my cup and splash sugar free hazelnut creamer into the cup….first sip and …bliss.
Two minutes later I hear four little feet thumping across the floor and I yell for them to go back to bed for five minutes. My 5 year old has been heard to say “Momma needs her coffee”
It’s true, it really helps me start my day.
I have no shame, I love coffee.