The coffee pot that D ordered has not arrived and I am still drinking instant coffee.
If you know me, you will realize the importance of this statement.
I love coffee. D and I loved our coffee pot that we had for over 10 years. However, right before we sold our dream condo in Clearwater and purchased our new condo in Vero Beach, our beloved “grind fresh and perk hot” Compresso coffee pot stopped working.
I never dreamed it would be difficult to replace the pot, but it has been very difficult. Over 2 weeks ago D ordered a new one online as none of the stores in Vero Beach carried the model we wanted. It was on back order and still has not shipped.
Such is life. I guess you can call this a “first world” problem. I am making do with instant coffee much like we did during our travels in Greece and Turkey last year. All of the hotels where we stayed provided instant coffee in our rooms -- no drip or fresh coffee.
This morning I was up early. Since I had no coffee I decided to ride my bike to the beach to watch the sun rise. This new condo faces a marina to the west and has beautiful sunsets, but to watch the sunrise over the Atlantic Ocean I need to ride my bike about 4 blocks to the beach. Again, this is a “first world” problem for me. Actually, it is a very enjoyable short ride.
The clouds were thick so the sunrise was not as spectacular as it could have been. None-the-less, it was beautiful and reminded me of the sunrises we experienced when we stayed a week on the beach in Melbourne celebrating BHB’s graduation from college.
The waves were pounding the beach and some Portuguese man o’war jellyfish had washed ashore. Researching these I found out the Portuguese man o' war is not a common jellyfish but a siphonophore, which is not actually a single multicellular organism, but a colony of specialized minute individuals called zooids.
|Three together in the seaweed.|
This was a catch up day for me. Yesterday I accomplished a huge list of items. Today left me hanging and not really motivated to do much.
Today is only my second day alone. Friday my granddaughter left for Oklahoma to return to college. Saturday BHB and I finished her shopping for the baby (and cleaned out some closets – great fun!) so that Sunday was my first day with no agenda.
Second day – and I am bored. Don’t tell D. He predicted this.
And, to top it off, I just received the news that our best friend’s father passed away today.
Some days are better than others. I think I will drive into town and buy a good coffee to chase away my tears.
|One of the boats leaving the marina by our condo.|