There is a void in my
house kind of a mini black hole. I guess most homes have one. That
event where socks, shoes, pens and everything seems to get sucked
into time to time. My void seems to act over time. I have a whole
Ziploc bag of zipper-pulls that has been missing for nine months. The
void drives me crazy.
Today I cannot find the
coffee filters. I have a half a bag of filters that should be readily
available. I know I have them I just cannot find them and I've looked
for them, my home health professional, Dana has look for them but the
filters could be found. Luckily, I'm not someone who goes crazy Just
because I don't have my morning coffee. Still it would be nice to
have some coffee I was dragging this morning I don't know why I seem
to have gotten pretty decent sleep – – I just think it was my
coffee dependency. When I went to get my mail I remembered yesterday
and got the Taylorsville Journal, the local rag. I can estimate and
noted there was a coupon for a free cup of coffee Over at Hidden
Valley coffee roasters which is actually directly across the street
from my back door. I've purchased coffee beans at hidden Valley and
I've had them grind the beans for me as well. They are expensive as
all private industries go. They are quaint little operation not quite
as Pretentious and Starbucks but they have they have a nice ambiance
when I go over there.
I was pleased there is no
problems with the coupon. I got my 12 ounce coffee, Italian roast,
really want to buy a bag of coffee but I did not need to. Since I
purchased the can of ground coffee last week. The coffee is just
basic and does not give me great pleasure but it's something to chug
down in the morning And then sip on the rest of the day. I was kind
of hoping that Hidden Valley would have coffee filters but they did
not. I migrated around the coffee shop admiring the heaps of coffee
in what looked to be 100 pound burlap sacks. I bulldozed my way
through tables to the bulletin board where announcements, business
cards and menus to the senior center launches which I thought was
kind of strange. I nursed my coffee sitting next to Table of ladies
past their prime but not necessarily old. I enjoy the conversations
and envied them having a group to have coffee on a cloudy morning in
Taylorsville Utah.
For some reason I did not
want to go all the way down to the market for the coffee filters and
hoped against hope that the polygamist store would have some. I
wandered into the True Value and totally enjoyed the experience of
being in this counterculture markets. But no coffee filters there so
on to Fresh Markets and coffee filters which I had to wait around
like it's like somebody to get them off the top shelf. I'm sure now
that I've made the purchase my other coffee filters will surface to
avoid no longer having reason to torment me. I bought a pack of 40
which should last a significant amount of time time enough to wait
out the void.
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