Caleb and Eric left for California this morning. On one hand I've been doing a mental happy dance for weeks knowing that I would finally have some peace and quiet. On the other hand, I could barely keep it together during the good-byes this morning and burst into tears as soon as they had driven out of sight. Part of this can be attributed to PMS and an utter lack of caffeine as the coffee maker chose this morning to crap out complete.
And apparently, I am completely unable to purchase an adequate coffee maker. I stopped at Walmart this morning on the way to work after seeing the boys off and picked up a new one. I set it up and went to grab the handle on the pot and realized that the metal band that secures the handle to the pot was loose. So loose that the pot would slip right out. Damn, damn, damn. After waiting until it was mostly dry, I packed it back up into the original box.
After doing a few things around the house (by this I mean knitting, duh) I realized that there was no way I could choke down instant coffee two mornings in a row and headed out to Target. BTW, shopping without a 4 year old, heavenly. I was overwhelmed by the number of options in the coffee maker aisle. Dude - $150 bucks for a damn coffee maker? At that price it better do the dishes as well. I decided on this lovely model by DeLonghi.
Years ago, Eric bought me one of their toasters when our old one died. I love it and will buy their stuff any day.
Again, I was back at home and setting up the newest coffee maker in an effort to avoid being severely under-caffinated when I realized that this one is too tall for our kitchen. How you ask, is this possible? Well the idiot who "remodeled" the kitchen in this house did a crap-ass job and hung the upper cabinets a good 5 inches too low. There is less that 13" between the countertop and the bottom of the upper cabinet. This is among the other idotic things that they did. Don't get me started. I would love a $50K budget to fix all of the things that were poorly done. This is a serious bone of contention for me. I'm not sure if the previous owners were midgets or just stupid, but we just rent so I live with it.
Given the difficulties in procurring a new coffee pot, I am thinking that digging out the percolator that we bought for camping will have to be the way of it for tomorrow. Now, I'm off to find instructions on how to make coffee in a percolator and to play some more mancala online.
Tomorrow will be given over to cleaning the house (at least some of it) and dyeing more yarn after a quick trip to the library.