The Coffee Shower

One of the chores that the girls are to do is empty the dishwasher.  One has the top shelf and the other does the bottom.  We tried to do the whole switching off every day or every week, but none of us could seem to keep track of who did what on which day.  Don’t even bother mentioning charts…we’ve had a zillion and yet still don’t seem to be able to keep up with them.   I seem to have taught my daughters to function by rote.  (Change is bad, m’kay?)

Anyways, back to the dishes.  (You thought you could distract me by getting me to fret about how unprepared my kids are going to be for the real world and real chores didn’t you? )  For some reason,  they don’t like putting my big beautiful mugs away.  They claim that my coffee mugs are too big and are hard to find space for.  So they sometimes set them on the counter and “forget” to come back to them and put them away.

This happened yesterday.  There were four mugs stacked up into two piles.  Normally, I would make the guilty culprit drop whatever she were doing and come put them away.   Luckily for them, neither was home at the time.  So, saying a few choice words about my little angels, I lifted the mugs and placed them in the cupboard right above my head.  Then I went back to what I was doing,  promptly forgetting all about them.

This morning, as I blearily reached for that first cup of morning brew, I  noticed that there was a little dribble of dried coffee on the side of one of my clean mugs. Wondering why that was there, I reached up to take down the offending cup.  As I pulled the cup towards me, I realized that it was half-full of coffee from at least the day before.  I desperately tried to right the cup, but found myself  screeching in horror as the ice cold coffee rained down upon my head and all over my nightgown. 

Apparently, my child had carelessly set the clean mug right on top of the dirty, half-full mug.   I had then, unknowingly, stowed it away in the cupboard, only to douse myself the next day.   Fortunately for my girls, they were all asleep and I had time to relax and forget about exactly how upset I was first thing in the morning.

When my family was finally assembled, I told them all about my early morning mishap.   Instead of offering me some much deserved sympathy, my entire family burst into laughter.   By that point, I was ready to giggle along with them. 

But never fear…I will get my revenge for the coffee shower….

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11 Responses to The Coffee Shower

  1. Joy T. says:

    Too funny! I’m afraid I would have burst out laughing too LOL And those mugs are so pretty!

  2. Sam says:

    eww and ick! What a great start to the day!! ha ha!

  3. Hilary says:

    My sons would always try to get away with doing as little as possible too, but like your girls, at least they had/have their regular routines and did/do help. The bright side is that your daughter provided you with blog fodder.. and a few laughs. Pretty good trade-off for a coffee shower. 😉

  4. Pam says:

    At first glance I thought a coffee shower was my kind of shower. Hee hee! And that sounds EXACTLY like something my boys would do…they fight over the dishwasher as well. Some days I think I could get it done myself in half the time it takes them to fight over it!

  5. Patsy Ann says:

    So that’s what you were saying nasty things about my wonderful granddaughters for! Well, I say in their defense is “how could you put a cup half full of liquid up in a cupboard, most people would have noticed the difference between a empty cup and one containing liquid” you silly girl quit picking on my babies!

  6. Kathy says:

    Supposedly, caffeine is one of the newest skin treatments. How wonderful that you’re a pioneer.

  7. Linda says:

    That is too funny, and sadly something that could happen in my home. Where did you get those mugs? I love them!

  8. Jay says:

    You mean you set a half full mug on the counter and didn’t pour the coffee into the sink? 😉

  9. Cheryl says:

    What a way to start the day. I could have been moldy coffee. You wouldn’t have giggled at that!

  10. Pamela says:

    I’m enjoying the comments as well as the story.

    We have some large mugs that I have a hard time fitting into the cupboard, too. I’ve thought about getting one of those mug trees. Or just leave them in the dishwasher.. yaawwn.

  11. snpnmnmi says:

    Funny! Yeah, with mine the complaint WAS that they couldn’t reach to put things away. Now I NOW they can because they’re always gloating about being taller than me…. so wuz’up wi’dat?
    Love that Gradndma comments on your blog…. my mom reads, but won’t leave a comment (still complains that I don’t call her enough though…)
    Tammy :):):)

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