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I’m wasted on thought before I have my coffee, as I’m sure I’ve mentioned before (but cannot yet link to because I have not yet had my coffee). The biggest problem with this is, it sometimes requires more brainpower than I can muster to ~obtain~ said coffee. This morning was a case in point. I made coffee when I got up at 9am, but kept forgetting to fill my cup until around 10am. At that point, I couldn’t find my coffee cup, so I wandered around the apartment aimlessly, whining slightly, until I found the cup in my bedroom (right where I’d left it, in fact).

Cup in hand, I happily walked into the kitchen, filled the cup full of hot water from the faucet, and stared at it stupidly for a few seconds. When it did not magically turn into coffee, I sighed, dumped out the water, and used the coffee from the coffee maker instead.

That’s still not as bad as what I did a couple weeks ago after not getting nearly enough sleep one night. That time, I walked into the kitchen, dumped out the old coffee filter, rinsed, put a new filter in, and promptly filled the filter with creamer. Again, I stared at it for a few seconds, thinking, “something’s not right…” before reality was kind enough to smack me upside the head. At which point I naturally cursed at the microwave, dumped out the filter and creamer, and gave morning another go.

In the past I’ve also tried making coffee without the filter, using far too many filters (gets water everywhere), stirring the coffee with a paper towel, and making a fresh pot of coffee with the ~old~ coffee instead of water. Hardee’s wasn’t joking: breakfast is hard.