Some mornings, I wake up and stumble into the kitchen to find the cup-at-a-time coffee maker all set up with freshly ground coffee, water, and my cup (with a sweet message written in the chalkboard space) ready to go. All I have to do is push the button and I can then hear that comforting sound and smell the best part of wakin' up. This may sound ridiculous to some. Sure I CAN make my own coffee. But I sometimes gripe about how I wish I had a coffee infusion at my bedside, ready to be plugged into my vein each morning. This way I wouldn't have to open my eyes, speak, or move prior to coffee. This is not for my sake, but for the sake of those I live with. It's not that I like my condition, but I am NOT a very nice person in the morning PTC (prior to coffee). But really, truly, this little thing he does just makes my day. I love it when he does that.
And now I just have to brag. Yesterday he surprised me by thoroughly cleaning every cabinet in the kitchen. They are white. They were looking pretty bad. It had been on my to-do list for a while. But when one must choose between wiping down cabinets and something basic like taking a shower, one will usually choose taking a shower. He is so thoughtful.
David and I started dating six springs ago. This time of year always brings back those sweet memories for us. So, I have a hot date tonight. ;) Oh, I do love David Oliver.
i feel the exact same way about coffee! its what gets me out of bed most mornings - and swear at times I can smell it in my sleep!
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I feel as if I could have penned this post myself! HA! And, I will share with my husband my new found diagnosis...PTC. I definitely suffer from it!! ;-)
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