Best coffee ever

Finally I have survived the week and made it to my one pitiful day off for the weekend.  So far I have managed to do NOT A DAMN THING and it really does feel pretty good.  Yesterday did two workouts and went bowling with two of my favorite guys.  No John Cusack was busy so I went with my sasquatch and our teenage terror.  It was a belated birthday thing for our son so my hubby could not escape.  I have bowled about three times in the last twenty years so it was a refresher and this was the first time I bowled without alcohol and I learned that although I like to bowl, sober I get tired of it after one and a half games.  The twenty-somethings next to us seemed to be having more and more fun with each pitcher of beer they drank.  My goal was for they guys to have a good time and they did.  School is on the horizon but so is football season.  The other thing I miss living in the sunshine state is not have real seasons.  I am 100% a fall and winter girl.  Yeah I know I said before about how much I love the heat here and the humidity but it would be nice if summer only lasted about 3 or four months not 9 or 10.  I needed a good day yesterday...work has been challenging(dreadful) and I know when I am working and also envisioning ways to quit that have never been done before it is time for a break.  Feels like nothing is original anymore.  Music,movies,books.  All of the same stories have been told in so many ways I am searching for that something new.   While on my lunch break I had a conversation with a few of my female coworkers and we all concluded that all of our husbands tell the same story of how when they met us we were so quiet and shy and sweet and now...we are loud and speak our minds and not so sweet.  So it is obvious it isn't us it is them.  They turned us into these creatures.  Maybe why men who can afford it are always trading in their first trophy wives for seconds then thirds and so on.  They change these women with the way they treat them then when they don't like what the woman has become trade her in for one that hasn't been worn down.  New and shiny.  I say men who can afford it because your average joe cannot afford to just up and leave so they learn to either love the new you or they just keep a woman on the side.  Now I am in no way saying men are the baddies here and women are angels.  I know plenty of women that seem to think that way.  Coffee has about 13 minutes of sitting on the burner after it is brewed before its flavor starts to change.  I am sitting here drinking the most delightful cup of chocolate coffee I have made.  I know if I go over and pour another cup it won't taste the same but I have learned to love the taste of the old strong coffee.  I just love it in a different way from the first cup taste.  People need to learn to love that old,overcooked, concentrated almost bitter person that their spouce has become.  You create the monster...you live with it.  Maybe it's not that we change that much at all we are just trying too hard in the beginning to be pleasing.  I have an early morning workout tomorrow but I am righting the urge to climb into bed.  I know the sheets are cold and it is dark and peaceful but damn then you wake up and the night is gone.  I am not ready for my baby to start high school in a few weeks.  I worry about him so much and I don't know why. Yes I do my first year of high school was horrible.  Second year was amazing.  Third year was sad.  When I started high school it was 10th grade so the age gap wasn't too terrible.  Now they start in 9th and he is so small for his age.  It isn't like when I was in school and if you had a problem with someone you fought.  Now a group of kids sneak up on you and set you on fire or beat you on the bus or any other chicken shit way.  On the good and bad side of that I have raised a kid who will speak his mind if he sees someone who needs defending.  He will not turn the other way even if it puts the target on his back.  Makes me so proud I cannot put that into words but I know not everyone appreciates that either.  Speaking of high school just a little flash of something that just is driving me nuts but the store I work in has started playing music.  Oh yeah music.  Although I would love to be happy about the music my brain cannot process listening to Violent Femmes(yes I know I am dating myself,don't care love em) and then playing Justin Beiber for the very next song.  Or Beatles then Michael Bolton.  Come on guys.  It is like some kind of psychological toture they are doing.  What's so bad is now I hear one of the good songs I love and instantly I associate it with ear torture.  Do they have no shame?  I think what happened is they tried to pick some songs that EVERYBODY would like so they let a collection of people pick a few songs each and one or two really cool people got their choices in there with about a dozen doucebags.  Just my theory.  Yes I should be grateful for the few tidbits of music I get to hear in a 9 hour workday but it's just not that simple.  Gonna go drink some old chocolate coffe now that has been on the pot for over an hour.  Gotta love it too.