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How to pay $10 for your cup of morning coffee

standard June 19, 2008 1 response

I am a sucker for Dunkin Donuts coffee. Cinnamon Spice is my favorite flavor. But, despite the incessant DD commercials that play on TV, which seem to indicate otherwise, I live in Northern California so the only way I can get my coffee fix is to brew it at home.

Since Little L is finally just nursing in the early morning I just realized that I can go back to my evil coffee drinking ways without fearing the impact of the caffeine on her sensitive sleep cycle. So for the last few days I’ve been happily brewing my coffee at home and savoring it when I get to work.

This morning, like every other morning since last week, I put the water on the boil and went about my morning routine. I turned the flame way down so I could get the kids dressed and ready before the kettle shouted. And then I got horribly sidetracked and rushed off to work, two kids in tow.

It wasn’t until I pulled off the highway, 15 minutes from home, that I reached down for my coffee cup, only to grasp at empty air. I looked down in disbelief and chided myself for leaving my mug at home. And then my brain woke up and kicked itself repeatedly until I realized that I had not forgotten my cup, I had never made the coffee, and worse, the kettle was still sitting on it’s low burning stove, probably whistling away in our, oh so empty, house.

I drop-kicked the children through the daycare’s front door and jumped back into the car and hightailed it home, alternating my prayers on the way: please don’t let a cop catch me speeding, please don’t let the house be burning, no cop, no fire, no cop, no fire. I pulled off the highway at my exit this time and scanned the sky for a plume of dark smoke, but the skies were clear blue and gorgeous.

I grounded to a halt in front of the house and heaved a sigh of relief at the noticeable lack of smoke. No gray cloud billowing from the kitchen window. Phew. I rushed into the kitchen only to see a happily bubbling tea kettle, not even whistling yet. I turned off the stove and, while I was there, made my coffee. Then I rushed back out to the car and drove more sedately to work.

Each time I drive back and forth from home to the town I work in I spend $1o in gas. Next time I’m just going to Starbucks. It’s better for my heart, my wallet, and definitely the environment.

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  • The $10 is definitely worth it for saving the house from burning to the ground! I don’t know if I would have remembered such a thing. Some mornings it takes way longer for me to wake up than that. Especially without any coffee!!

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