Make myself a pot of freshly ground coffee at 10am. As I’m waiting for it to brew, a spot of dust catches my eye. I’ll just vaccuum that up.
Three hours later, I’ve accidentally cleaned the entire house. It’s only as I finish a whizz around the kitchen that I notice the coffee pot staring back at me.
By the time I pour myself a cup, it is completely cold. But never mind. I’ve had three hours of spontaneous aerobic exercise, and the house is now spotless.
I enjoy my cold coffee with a sense of satisfaction, if not delight. Perhaps I will be rewarded with a Turkish coffee in its place. We live in hope.
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Last modified: 23 December 2023
