Coffee
The cricket alarm went off at five a.m.. Reaching over I fumbled with my i-phone to turn it off. It was time to get up but, it was dark, I felt sleepy and the air was chilly. I immediately curled back into the sheets and blankets and snuggled up to LJ. Pushing me away he said, “time to get ready to swim”. Always the sensible one. He jumped up with an annoying amount of energy for five a.m.
Stretching and yawning I slowly made my way out of bed. This morning, coffee would have to come before the swim. I shuffled to the kitchen and slowly prepared the coffee. First three cups of water into the reservoir, three scoops of medium roasted Kona Coffee into the filter and push the button. The machine gurgled and sputtered and soon the black liquid streamed out into the glass pot. It filled the air with the glorious aroma of freshly brewed coffee.
Meanwhile LJ and his annoying energy filled water bottles, searched for swimsuits, goggles and swim caps. Neatly and efficiently he packed everything into a backpack and placed it by the door.
I on the other hand rummaged in the refrigerator for the agave syrup and milk. I found two clean mugs, squeezed the syrup and poured the milk in. The coffee is the last ingredient added to this recipe. I poured in the hot, dark liquid. It turned the perfect caramel color and my mouth already tasted the bittersweet liquid that was the antidote to my zombie like state. I took my cup and shuffled to the couch.
LJ and his annoying energy followed me into the living room. He talked incessantly about sets and send off times.
My hands cupped the warm mug and I took the first sip of the delicious elixir of life. The warm bittersweet liquid flowed over my tongue and down the back of my throat. I savored it and waited for the caffeine to take effect. With every sip the veil of sleepiness begin to lift, my heart beat quickened, my grunts turned into words and somehow LJ and his energy seemed less annoying.
Soon I am waiting at the door, swimsuit on, towel around my shoulders, goggles and cap in hand. I wondered, what is taking LJ so long? He is so slow.
wow I want that kind of coffee. I like the descrioptors of how the coffee filled the glorious aroma in the room. Me too must have that more jolt of caffeine to start the day. esepcially if its to early and cold! Then a swim.... nah not yet anyway. But between you and Kit I might give you guys a heart attack. Ah maybe not if I come with my board. LOL
ReplyDeleteCecelia -- I really enjoyed reading (and hearing you read!) this story. The imagery is vivid, so much so that I can almost smell and taste the coffee and hear that cricket alarm clock! Beautifully written! (Keep on writing!)
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