Really dropped the ball on that one.
It's early on a rainy Monday morning. Too early, one might argue, to reconcile the fact that I'm a total bonehead. I knew better.
And yet, here we are.
After flipping on the lights in the kitchen and reaching for the coffee maker, I filled the water reservoir. So far so good, right? Right. Well, yeah, that was before my "zoinks, Scoob" moment which unfolded almost immediately thereafter.
Add water: check.
Grind beans:
...
Um, hello? Grind beans?
Oh... oh no.
FUCK.
With the grinder plugged in, lid off and ready to go, I've discovered I'm out of coffee beans. The thing that sucks most about this lil snafu, is that I went to the store last night *specifically* for coffee beans. Aaaaaaaand, wouldn't ya know it, I still managed to walk out of there without them.
I was angry.
Devastated's a bit much, maybe. But displeased certainly fits.
So now I'm here, standing by the river outside the coffee place, feeling sort of smug. Despite my blunder, this rainy Monday's got some potential.
Not too shabby for a bonehead.
Let's see what Chewsday's got in store for us before we go celebrating though, yeah?
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Name that movie: "UH OH! Looks like someone's got a case of the Mondays!"
onward.
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