The last couple days have been rough. The Big One is having some issues. I don’t want to say she is sick necessarily. I really think it’s more allergies than anything else. She’s complaining that her forehead hurts and her eyes hurt. Sounds more like a sinus issue than a cold or flu.

The problem is she also threw up and had a low-grade fever.

So as a result, she and I have not been sleeping well. I am tired, there is no doubt about it.

Today it may have come to a head. I have a Keurig single cup coffee brewer. I love it. It’s fabulous. It’s awesome. I know that I grabbed a K-cup (the thing that holds the coffee) and put it in the appropriate place. I then selected which size cup I wanted to brew. I pushed the button and walked away to feed the dog.

After feeding the dog, I went to the refrigerator, retrieved the Gingerbread Spice creamer and returned to the coffee pot. There was no cup. So I looked across the kitchen, thinking maybe I grabbed it and put it on the counter. No cup.

So I went back across the kitchen, replaying the last two minutes in my brain. I knew I pushed the button. I ever heard the coffee pot brewing. Yet there was no coffee. I was ready to pinch myself to make sure I was truly awake when it dawned on me.

The receptacle that the cup rests on while the coffee is delivered is a few inches thick. I gently popped the top off and there was my coffee all pooled together in the bottom receptacle.

Yes, I am losing my mind. But the amazing thing is there was not a drop of coffee on the counter. I may try it again, just to watch it!