Do you know what happens when you start the coffee maker without putting the decanter on the warming plate? No? Well, I can tell you. I've forgotten the decanter this week. TWICE.
Here is what happens. The water slowly drips into the filter basket, and because there is no decanter lid to lift the bottom stopper of the basket, the water fills up the basket until it overflows, spilling grounds and brown water onto the warming plate, and all over the counter. I just hope, hope, hope that the water and grounds that surrounded Mr. Coffee didn't seep between the wall and the countertop. We might want to think about an extra bead of caulking on Mr. Coffee's counter.
When I finally entered the kitchen, and noticed the excessive gurgling and sputtering, I hurriedly threw the decanter on the warming plate to collect the coffee still held in the filter basket, and began to clean up my mess. Yes, I salvaged what I could, and mopped up the rest.
How ironic that recently I posted this picture on Facebook with the caption: JAVA INSTALLED SUCCESSFULLY. It's harder to do than it looks, apparently.
Chuck and I have been camping out downstairs on mattresses to take advantage of the air conditioning that cools the downstairs beautifully, but leaves a lot to be desired on the upstairs level. Each morning I have woken with a stiff back and neck, sore shoulders, and lately, I've added a headache to my whining list. What I'm saying is, in my defense, I may not have been fully awake when I started the coffee maker without making sure it was fully assembled when I pressed the ON button. TWICE.
At what point, I ask myself, does Chuck assemble my kids for a family meeting to determine what to do about their mom? So far, I can still find my way back home from WalMart, and I remember to take my medications, when Chuck reminds me. I don't think I'm a danger to myself or anyone else. Right now, the coffee maker is my biggest challenge. When I start leaving the oven on, and getting the kids' names mixed up, they may need to think about having that meeting.
Now that I have finished my cup of coffee that only had a spoonful or two of grounds in the bottom of it, I'm debating about making a second cup. I've iced my back, warmed my shoulders and neck, and I'm finally waking up. I think I might be able to make a cup of joe without covering the counter with coffee this time. It's good to have goals.
Java installed successfully, indeed. Looks like the joke was on me!