Apparently, the Russians are my biggest fans. Not that I obsess (much) over blog stats, but I have noticed a heavy uptick as of late from a webcrawling site in Russia. While I would love to assume that my writing resonates with the Russian reader, I suspect that it may be a bit of a spammy glitch. But whatever.
This morning I awoke with a very heavy sense that if allowed I could sleep for another six or seven hours. Sadly, this realization occurred while my alarm was going off for the third time, so it was not a possibility.
I rationalized that I would be able to drink coffee heavily upon arrival in the office, and this is honestly what got me through my morning routine.
When I arrived at work, after removing my coat and starting up my computer, my next move was to grab my coffee mug and fill up for my first round. Sadly, as it turned out, our coffee maker is having technical difficulties; mainly, it cannot effectively heat water to the point that it is at a decent temperature for brewing coffee.
Can you imagine my distress? Thankfully, my manager took quick action and sanctioned a Caribou Coffee canteen run. So in the end, I not only get my coffee fix, but I am also not stuck drinking the swill that usually circulates the office on a daily basis. Joy!
You know, I just deleted half of what I had written. I was going to delve into an evaluation of a family scene that played out this weekend the focused on my brother and his marital future, but I think I will back away from that topic. Let's just leave it with the fact that I am well-caffeinated for the day, and THAT is a very good thing.