As I opened my eyes this morning, I was a little tired.
I rolled over, checked out the time on my phone (6:30 AM, as always - with no alarm), and crawled out of bed.
I sort of half-walked, half-slept my way into the kitchen, ready to start another day. But not before I made myself a cup of coffee. Days don't actually start until that first sip, don't ya know?
I prepared the coffee as usual. Empty old grinds. Put in new ones. Insert into Keurig. Press a button and wait.
I left the kitchen, knowing full well that when I returned in a minute, I'd have a piping hot cup of coffee waiting to be consumed.
What I found, instead, almost ruined my morning...
an empty cup of coffee!
