According to my Fitbit, I slept 6 1/2 hours last night. Not as much as I usually sleep, but not real bad either. Apparently, I needed more. At 7:30 a.m., I stumbled into the kitchen and started my K-cup brewer for my morning coffee. While the coffee brewed, I went into the living room and sat on the couch watching a little television.
Forty-five minutes later, I remember my coffee. I'm not a fan of lukewarm coffee. Sure, I could have made iced coffee from it, but I wasn't the mood for that. Instead, I zapped it in the microwave. As much as I love coffee, reheated coffee in the microwave just doesn't do it for me.
Next, was breakfast. I make my own version of McDonald's Bacon, Egg, and Cheese biscuit, except I use an English muffin. I promptly scorched my scrambled egg, but ate it anyway.
I have a meeting on Zoom later this morning. I'll need more coffee to make it though that, and just hope I don't forget it this time. Fingers crossed.
Carol
