Coffee Troubles

 I have a very strict morning routine that I have been doing for years.  I do not veer from this routine hardly ever because sacred things should not be altered.  My coffee is on a timer, so that it is waiting for me on school mornings when I wake up at 5am, sit in the dark drinking a big glass of water, followed by my bigger cup of coffee.  I play "Pips," "Wordle," "Connections," and solve my crossword.  At 6am I am ready to get up from the couch, hit the shower and start the day.  This routine has made the biggest difference in my morning pleasantness.  

Awhile back I realized I was unable to drink the ginormous cup of coffee that I was drinking.  It was making me too full, so I started using a smaller cup.  At first, I was thrilled!  That meant I went through my coffee grounds at a slower pace.  But then I was sad that I didn't have as much to drink.

Then my coffee maker started . . . . being weird.  I used a percolator.  I think I researched this on the internet and read that percolator coffee is the best?  I don't know how I came up this.  But in my head, it's true.  So anyway my percolator was starting to fail me.  The grounds would be all soupy, and the bottom of the coffee pot would be kind of sludgy.  Not every day.  Just some days.  Then more days.  Then consistently.  And finally on Friday I realized my coffee was tasting like hot . . . nothing.  I could taste the Oat milk a bit- but mostly it was just hot. On Friday I put my beloved coffee maker in the trash.  I said a few words over it, shed a tear (not literally- but figuratively I sobbed).  Then I grabbed the spare out of the closet.  

Yesterday morning I made my coffee in the spare coffee maker, and it still tasted like . . . hot nothing.  WHAT IN THE WORLD?!?!?!?! This is going on days of drinking sub-par coffee. I can't handle days of sub-par coffee.  I'm not cut out for that life.  I need my coffee to be the best part of my morning- followed by my brilliant puzzle solving.  Is that too much to ask?!?!?!  No.  It really isn't.  

The next day the coffee was too strong. Which is weird because I thought I liked a pretty bold flavor. I discovered I set the brew strength to “strong.”  Doh!!!  For real this morning, my coffee tasted like it's supposed to. Now if I could just figure out the timer on it then all would be right again.  

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