I can’t help but singing this to the tune of “he doesn’t love me anymore”…that’s a song, right? It’s sure in my head. And it does bring me down, I’ve gotta say. As much as Steve LOVES his Christmas gift (from me and the kids), I am beginning to loathe looking at it sitting atop my countertop. Maybe it is because I don’t know how to use it and am not willing to learn how? Perhaps it’s because this was purchased FOR HIS OFFICE. Could it be I am feeling a sense of loss and abandonment in our relationship? Well, um, yes.
Here it is in all its’ one cup splendor. Just mocking me as I make my pot of coffee for myself. What used to be such a loving display of affection from my once kind and thoughtful husband, has been taken away, one cup at a time. Leaving me with my own pot of coffee to make and drink on.my.own. Who is to blame I ponder? None other than myself and the makers of the Bunn My Cafe…
I’m working hard. Looking at what outfits I pinned on Pinterest to see what I can put together from my own closet (resourceful!!!), drinking my self-made coffee (necessary!!!), making my grocery list for the gathering (yay—new recipes!!!), and putting together a really awesome product for purchase (card organizer with 12 cards for $12—I’ll have two).
And if I’m really, really productive, I will get some more pics of what is to come on my inventory blowout sale tomorrow. Before we head to basketball? It’s my goal. I may need to make more coffee —for myself, by myself.