My beloved french press broke this morning during a caffeine withdrawal. I’m so sad about it. All ya’all coffee-fiends know exactly what kind of shit show was going on in my kitchen when this all went down.
My hair was curly & sticking out in every direction from bedhead and my robe was tied in some kind of boyscout knot just in case. One sock is long & the other um… isn’t. Basically, I’m a wreck up from the neck up & some. Logan lets me down when it comes to a good cup of joe, so desperate times call for desperate measures….
I boiled water & put my coffee grounds in my measuring cup. Then I let it steep for 4 minutes, stirred it & began my lovely filtering process. I used my wee tea strainer (made for individual cups) until I had a full cup of coffee. Clearly not messing around here…
Then I took my proud & crafty self out on my porch & pretended to enjoy my coffee outside. That was quite the treat until I remembered how much I hate the wind (damnitttt). It’s just as nice on my couch with all of the windows open, so I am one happy girl. The best part is I’m not eating my hair while trying to sip my ground-free-coffee.
That’s a lie. The best part is that today is my day off & I get to spend it getting educated & loving/being loved by my sweet Andy.
Sometimes when you want something you have to figure out how to get it for yourself. And I was not about to go to class without at least one cup of coffee. I hope you’re having a fabulous day & that you don’t run into anything that interferes with you & your daily dose. All my love, Bee