Just Thinkin'

Sitting in my favorite spot at the dining room table the other morning, an aromatic whisper of freshly brewed coffee rose from the nearby cup telling me to take a sip; wake up Pat, you got to get going, it reminded.

As my weekday morning ritual is, I make my way from the bedroom to the bathroom, from the bathroom to the kitchen, then to the dining room table where I turn on my laptop and log on. I stagger over to the carafe lovingly filled and left by my wife who is by now already behind her desk, fill up my cup and have a seat in front of the computer.

She hates the old laptop being on the dining room table, though; pointing out the nice roll top office desk in a room, only 50 feet or so away, that could use a friend. She accepts the unorthodox…

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