It is a different morning, my body is not 100%, the neighbors spent all night with loud music and did not let me rest, my head feels heavy and my neck hurts.
"The day started badly for me, I said to myself!!!"
But I'm not going to stay in bed, I have many things to do, "Today is house cleaning Monday."
I got up thinking about that wonderful liquid that will replenish my strength.
I get to the kitchen, look in my coffee container and get my second bad surprise: NO COFFEE! I am astonished. I look in all the kitchen drawers and nothing.
Well, I'll opt for my reserve and look in my secret hiding place: yes, here you are, it's a good thing I have this habit of leaving a little somewhere where my husband doesn't know (she smiles mischievously), I think I'm addicted (and keeps smiling).
"Well, although it is little, if it is enough for both of us. I'll go shopping later, I'll add it to the list." Just the smell and I'm already happy.🎼 Mm, mm, la, la, la, la 🎼(singing inwardly).
As I was pouring the coffee, I felt so perky that I thought of taking the coffee to my husband to bed, I even made him a romantic note that says: "Good morning, my love, I love you so much."
Already ready and prepared, my unexpected surprise, I go with my two cups of coffee and my romantic note, to the room...
What I did not expect was that I would be the one surprised:
My husband was already out of bed. And the moment I entered the room, he came out of the bathroom and we stumbled (the cups fell).
My husband reacts: oh no, honey I'm so sorry, are you okay (he responds worried).
Yes I'm fine, it was just an accident, I'll clean it up.
Thank God I didn't drop that hot cup on me or my husband otherwise the mess would have been bigger, another bad moment in my day I thought!.
Tears came to my eyes while I was cleaning up the mess, not only because of my cups and the surprise, but also because there was no more coffee!!!.
All distressed, I go back to the kitchen to vote in the waste basket my broken cups that I had a special affection for, my mom gave them to me as a gift!
As I get closer to the kitchen I get a nice smell, I hear the sound of the kettle and I ask: Are you making coffee, how, where did you get it, where did you get it?
It was nowhere to be found.
My husband replies, "I have my stash too!"
"Oh, you have one too!", (I reply surprised).
My husband: "A secret hiding place for this miraculous liquid will always be an important and necessary factor in our daily routine".
Come, let's start our day as you wanted: with our morning coffee, "I love you very much too!".
So do I! How blessed to have you.
"Feeling the taste of that coffee in my system was an immediate happiness, I change my tears of sadness into tears of joy."
Thank you for the opportunity