It's been so gorgeous, weather-wise, that it was kind of hard waking up to a cold rain, temps in the 40s. To make matters worse, it was 3:30 and the weather change had brought on a wicked, stomach turning headache. I tried to go back to sleep but could not, so I finally got up, took a couple pills which guaranteed that going back to sleep was not an option. By the time the alarm went off an hour later, I was getting the idea it was not going to be a great day.
Before I even had my morning cup, there was a great tragedy. How lucky we are that we can not see what the future holds for us. Still, I couldn't help thinking...it was Sunday morning when I'd last shared time with the dearly departed. If I'd have only known, would I not have savored those last moments? *quavering sigh* Damn. I'm really going to miss that cappuccino machine. I love my morning cup. *small tear*
But the show must go on. I kept a stiff upper lip (except for the quavering sighs and small tears).
I got ready for work, and dragged my caffeine deprived, shortsleeped, aching head self to work.
Because I'm noble like that.
Also they have a coffee pot there.
Really, though, mainly it was that I was so noble.
So I put the flag up at the new building and dragged my mosquito larva into the office (I'd gone dipping for larva Sunday morning, right after church. In heels. How's THAT for noble?), only to discover that this day was not going to get better any time soon. We had a coffee maker. We were, unfortunately, out of coffee. The tears got somewhat larger, and my mood got somewhat darker.
The good news is, I survived this day. No coworkers were injured in the making of this horror, although one or two might have been considering killing me (and I was considering letting them). I think I may have scared the new guy some.
I headed out the door for home. I made up my mind. I was stopping at a store before heading home. I was buying a coffee maker. Further more, I was not going to comparison shop. (If you knew me, you'd know that this was a sign of my desperation.)
Walmart here does not sell cappuccino machines. I thought that Walmart sold everything. I've never gone to Walmart and not been able to find what I needed. I was stupified, and not just from the lack of coffee, either.
I went to K-mart. I stay away from K-Mart because Tim's sister works there, and she's a snotty thing. But I was desperate. I'd take on snot. I needed my caffeine. As it turned out, I didn't see the sister. I did see my cappuccino machine. None left on the shelf, display had pieces missing. There was no box. Looking it over, I thought that I'd take it anyway. I had the pieces I needed at home, and I ought to be able to get a good price on it. Triumphantly, I grabbed it from the shelf and headed off. Halfway to the register, I noticed that the frothing tube had been broken off. That wasn't going to work. I was out of luck.
No coffee pot.
It's supposed to snow tomorrow.
It was Monday all day today.
It looks like it might be Monday again tomorrow.