Round 2 of coffee pot battle

My hubby is home, it is still pouring rain..( the only pouring there is this morning)

I am up at 4:45 am.....And to my horror the self timing automatic coffee pot has NOT done it's job ( 2nd time in two days) I am forced to the outside for a smoke while I decide which thing I will conquer first.....All WITHOUT MY COFFEE... Someone or something in my way would cause me to go nuts, gee slinky do you want out? Alright I go in ..... A fierce look and brooding mood, I boil water and pour a cup at a time over the STILL DRIED grounds in the pot....Never mind that there is 12 cups of water in the damn thing making its noises and all.....all talk no action...DAMN..... I am cranky when I do not receive my coffee... Anyway I stand with that stance one has when aganoid , well there I am pouring one tragic cup of hot water over the grounds screaming at the thing in my head.... Oh did I also mention when my hubby comes home he goes straight for the thermostat which he jacks up to 70 then falls asleep the house now like a gone wrong sauna? I awoke again with the heat migrain that always comes on when the house is too hot at 70 degrees....WHO SLEEPS WITH IT THAT HOT?

My revenge for this is to turn the heat down to 50 degrees which I do the moment that I'm stumbling out of bed with the pounding in my head.

Okay now back to coffee saga.....There I am now exploding with irritation to the fact that I am resorting to this...How is it that a coffee pot less then a year old and over $100.00 can do this to ME!!!!! There is a plot against me . The coffee wars have begun and I am it's victim.....Evil plots!!!!!

Now we all know that this coffee will be bad , but horrible? I say to you all this is the second worst cup of coffee I have had...Yesterdays black goo was THE VERY WORST..........

Now I have just gone out in hubbies slippers ( he should not leave them in livingroom) I am without my drug ( coffee) so I am not thinking clear, I go outside to try and resolve myself that this coffee is as good as it gets for the moment, and lo and behold I have LOCKED MYSELF OUT AGAIN!!!!!!!! I traipse to the back door hoping hubby has forgotten to lock it like he forgot to turn off the HEAT.......But NOOOOOOOOOOO that was not the case.........

Mind you it is now 5:15 am pissing down rain like monsoons and I am in thin p.j. bottoms and t-shirt.....It is cold and wet.... And I have no smoke and a bad cup of java.....And I'm locked out....Hubby is asleep and the only way to get in is to go to truck that just happens to be sitting in the largest mud puddle on earth......Where the spare key is.......( thank God I forgot to put the keys away on Friday!!!!! My one true love sleeps unknown that his goonbalina is outside soaked now to the bone with a migrain and no cigarette and a really bad cup of coffee that now has rain water in it.....

Now this rain (monsoon) is driving me nuts.....I am blaming hubby for this as he made a statement to the fact that the 172 trees we planted need water and we have to figure out a way to get this done before they all die.....................Well hubby this is what you asked for this is what you got.....I even warned him when he called from Steves, "honey it is pissing down rain are you sure you want to come home?"

I should think the wisest thing would be for me to get in , get dry and go back to bed......With a scathing note to hubby....."You left heat on you owe me a mocha breve.....Do not wake me without it"

I get in dry off, and let the dog out and then peek in on the unsuspecting hubby peacefully asleep, without a care in the world......

I curse him for this.....

And all I can do is smile knowing that I have no room to snivel as I am more blessed than most with a life I love with a man that I adore.....