A Cold Coffee Morning

This was one of those mornings where my coffee got cold several times. Ever have one of those mornings?

I woke up to the doorbell ringing at 7:30 am. I didn't know it was legal to ring someone's doorbell at 7:30 am!! I stumbled to the door to find the grinning, way-too-chipper face of the oven repairman. (Our new oven was installed with a glass door hinge on a stainless steel door-- making it fall open.) I let him in and poured my coffee, then stumbled back to my room to have my quiet time before the kids woke up. The rest of the morning was a blur of phone calls, making breakfast, dealing with temper tantrums over the breakfast (I didn't want butter on my toast!"), dealing with sibling war over the tv remote ("She wants to watch Full House but I want to watch Dora!"), starting dinner in the crockpot, getting the younger two ready to go with my mother in law for the morning, a visit from my mother in law, unloading the dishwasher, starting a load of laundry, working on blog posts, checking emails... you get the idea.

In the end, I just dumped the rest of my coffee out. Coffee can only stand to be reheated so many times before it just doesn't taste good anymore. Thankfully, most mornings aren't this way-- I usually enjoy at least one cup before I am off and running!