At least it was me

That broke the coffee pot. Last night, while doing dishes, oooops.

This morning's black tea isn't quite the same. And now we gotta wait up to ten days for a replacement. Yes, I could go to target and buy a new make. But ours works just fine. A new carafe is cheaper, just takes longer. A new exercise in delayed gratification.

Liam and I may be going to Caribou Coffee this morning.