I gave up coffee for Lent. Those who know me understand the tremendous undertaking that I have gotten myself into. I will be tracking my progress throughout Lent. Let this be a lesson to all…
I’ve progressed to the point that I may now make coffee for others, i.e. the office. The first attempt, however, was saddening and difficult.
I filled the pot with water to pour into the coffee-maker–and I did this with conviction. Nothing will deter me from making coffee for others! I thought this to myself. However, to my chagrin, I began spooning in the rich brown coffee grounds into the filter. The aroma enveloped me, and seduced me. No! I pleaded with my conscience. Sweat dripped off my brow. I can do this… Before me, almost in a frame-by-frame, slow motion shot, I saw the coffee grounds smoothly pour off the tip of the black plastic spoon. I bit my lip.
I then pressed, “Brew Now.”
It was over.
With my self-discipline strained and self-confidence shot, I slunk back to my desk (appropriately located in the copy room of the building, as if I were Milton from Office Space).
Another hurdle conquered, sweet diary.
Butterfly kisses, pink ponies, and nail polish,