For those of you waiting with bated breath for the conclusion of our coffeemaker saga, please read on.
It was a sad, sad day June 15th, 2004.
Our little angel died. My feelings were maudlin at best. I was distraught. Inconsolable. Miles bought a new coffeemaker that very night, unwilling to see me in such a state. The new contraption arrived in the most inviting of ceremonies. We expected the very best from this inexperienced brewer; we knew he would be a quick study. We nurtured him; we showered him with praise. Our coffeemaker.
The fairy tale shattered. Perhaps our abundant affection bred inactivity. The coffeemaker was lazy and reluctant to...make coffee. Did we replace it right away? No. We had grown attached to the little rascal. He was kind of cute the way he'd spit water and coffee grounds everywhere.
As the end of July approached, my patience had thinned considerably. I went public that I considered it time to decommission the little whippersnapper. No action was taken—the wife was willing, the husband was wary. He had just lost a coffeemaker 6 weeks earlier; he could not bear to lose another...not then, not so soon.
Three months passed without further mention of coffeemaker replacement, though the boy seemed to realize that it was imminent. I would catch him sneaking away in the middle of the night to steal a tender moment with the little screw up. Oh, I feigned sleep as he went about this task—but inside my heart was broken. Love for my husband vs. love for a decent cup of coffee. 'Tis a choice no one should be forced to make. I do not envy those who lack recourse against such a decision.
Fortunately, my husband made that choice for me. Last night, we bought a new coffeemaker.
It's beautiful, more beautiful then any coffeemaker ever was. This morning's coffee was a dream. A dream. My heart still flutters at the memory of this morning's coffee. Tonight, we shall proceed with the closing ceremony for its predecessor.
I am happy. I feel good. My coffee is my liberator, my encouragement, and my companion. It's good to have the coffee back.
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