I can finally admit this.
This morning, I attempted to make coffee without putting water into the reservoir (what do you call the little thingy where the water goes?) for my single K-Cup of glorious goodness to brew.
I waited the suggested time of two minutes (I am used to these minutes, 120 seconds), in my room, listening to Joel Osteen make several points. I got up, went into the kitchen, checked my cup;
I pressed the brewing button once more, went back to my room, listened to Joel Osteen make a few devout souls laugh, got up, went to the kitchen, checked my cup,
STILL NO COFFEE!
Only then, did it dawn on me (pause for effect), that I did not put any water into the reservoir for brewing. It hit me like boulders;
Can’t make coffee without water, Tremaine. Because I say my full first name when I am in total disbelief of something I have done or have not done, in this case.
This morning I realized that I NEED coffee to MAKE coffee.
I never thought it would come to this, but it has.