In Any Hole...

In Any Hole...
By Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee

I sit here, yawning, as I look back at this morning.  My eyes are watering... I'm thinking about going back to bed!  That's something I don't normally do.  It's raining outside... will be all day long.  I'm ... sleepy!

The Pups would love it if I went back to bed.  All three of them would jump up on the bed, snuggle up to me... sleep as long as I would.  When Skip is home... they snuggle up to him, also.  We have ... snuggly Pups.  Kissy... Chadwick... Camie.

Getting back to this morning (I just yawned again!  I might just go back to bed! :)))... I came into the kitchen.  I went to the counter... saw that I'd forgotten to wash the coffee pot last night.  I thought... 'darn'!

I ran warm water in the red dish pan... added blue Dawn dish detergent to make it sudsy.  I scrubbed the glass pot shiny-clean.  I took the filter out, threw the old coffee grounds in the white trash can.

I love to feel warm, sudsy water on my hands.  It's comforting, soothing... especially on cold days.

I took a pitcher of water, began pouring it into the coffee pot.  I froze... cold water ran down over the countertop, down onto the cabinet doors... onto the floor.  Not a little water... a lot of water!

My feet were soaked with cold water!  I woke up ... I no longer felt sleepy!

What have I done, I thought!  I looked to see what was wrong with that coffee pot!

I saw immediately nothing was wrong with the coffee pot... it was me!  I was going to fill the coffee pot up with water ... instead of pouring water in the right hole... I had poured it through the hole where the coffee filter goes!

How in the world did I not know any better!  I've been making coffee for years.  Was I pouring water in just any hole, thinking it would do?  I don't think I was thinking at all... I just poured the water in any hole...