i almost called in sick

Husband and I have worked ourselves into a pretty good morning routine. Husband hits snooze just once — oh, the willpower!  — and he then gets up to make the coffee, while I sprawl across the warm bed until he tells me it's ready. Then, at about three-minute intervals, he reminds me that the coffee's ready. This goes on for about 15 minutes. Sometimes he grabs the duvet and pulls of off the bed. But, eventually, I get up, enjoy my coffee, and get ready for the work day.

Today, that all changed.

Husband: "Umm, wife?" 

Me: "Hhhmmmm?"

Husband: "Do we have anymore coffee?"

Me: "Aagggghhhhhhhhh."

Husband: "You sounds like a dying cat."

Me: "No coffee?"

Husband: "No coffee."

Me: "Can I call in sick?"

Husband: "No ... but you can get Starbucks."

This was enough to get me out of bed in record time. Today I got to break our budget-friendly, no-buying-coffee rule and pick up a delicious hot dark roast on my way to the office.

I know I might sound crazy or addicted, but I just really like starting my day off with coffee. Really really. I can see my sister-in-law, A, nodding her head in agreement. She understands me.

How do you like to start your day?