Day 4 – Life is Better with Coffee


(post written on 6/30 for a story that airs 7/14 on WFMY News 2)

I love waking up to the smell of fresh-brewed coffee in an air-conditioned house. Everything is just better with music, fresh coffee, cool air, and hot showers. Who’s a fan of electricity? This girl. I can go a week without spending money, but I’m not sure I could go a week without electricity & indoor plumbing…unless there’s a REALLY good reason, like serving others in a 3rd world country. Seriously. That’s a good reason. Otherwise, not so much. I grew out of my love for camping a long time ago.

We’re very lucky here. I’m just sayin’. I almost hugged my air conditioning unit.

Motivated by last night’s fabulous SYTYCD, I happily went to my 5:30 a.m. workout to discuss the episode & burn some calories. Oh to be a dancer, but alas, no such luck. Or talent. Or coordination. I’m better than Elaine on Seinfeld, but not by much.

Anyway.

Work flowed quickly. All my food was still in the fridge, & luckily there was one frozen meal left for lunch. Otherwise I would’ve had to beg for someone to buy my lunch, as everything else required cooking, and we have no oven. Well, everything except for the cheese, but who can sit there & eat a block cheese? I don’t really recommend it. I loves my cheese, but still.

After work I lugged all my food back home. I’m tired of feeling like a pack mule. Went to spin class, again dreaming of having a dancer’s body, and then came home to eat some meat & watch SYTYCD.

Lots of visits to the YMCA this week. Lots more than usual, but it’s “free” & the only thing there to spend money on is vending machine food. I think. I could be wrong about that. There may not be a vending machine there. Which would make more sense, really. Perhaps it’s just a drink machine. For hydration purposes.

I digress. Again.

So today I learned I need electricity & caffeine. I’m a little scary without them. Release the kraken!

The power outage also helped me remember how blessed I am. Electricity and an endless supply of hot coffee are not rights, they’re privileges, and sometimes I forget that. A good reminder that while I may not have everything I want…I still have more than I need.

I’m gonna go hug my coffee pot now.

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