Over to the Dark Side
I've always had a coffee pot, but I've never really used it. It came in handy when my mom visited and had to have her morning cup of joe, but I always had mine at work. Or at Starbucks. But now, my company no longer provides coffee for the employees (or the customers; we used to also put coffee out for customers).
That, combined with the fact that Steve's dad gave us two bags of really good coffee--in bean form--prompted me to go out and buy a coffee grinder, and to break out the good old coffee pot.
And now my mornings have been transformed! I grind enough beans for one pot the night before, and set everything to brew on my way out the door for Chloe's morning walk. The house smells wonderful when I come back in! I sip a cup of caffeine while I watch the morning news, and then grab another in my travel mug to have at work. Now, instead of yawning through my morning, I'm awake! (Can you tell by all the exclamation points?)
Coffee=love.