This morning I woke up and as usual headed straight to the coffee pot second to letting my dog out.
I went about my business. Weighing myself and brushing my teeth. Seeing what day it is. Friday the 13th. Great.
Then, I go back to the little coffee pot and find a quarter cup of coffee and a clogged pot.
So, I went to my Nespresso. I had just gotten in a batch of coffee.
I knew if this machine didn’t work the universe was conspiring against me.
But no, all was well. I steamed my milk and made myself a latte.
When my mom got up, she said, “You know what your problem is? You didn’t have the coffee filter in.”
And, that sums up my day for the first hour.
I’m in a slightly depressed mood. I read an article on how to be a millionaire before you are 30.
I am 5 years late . . .