200 pots of coffee

"I have measured out my life with coffee spoons" T.S. Eliot

 I just opened a fresh pack of coffee filters.  There are 200 of them.  Often, when I open a fresh pack, I wonder where I will be when I use the last one- you know, what will I have done, how will the world and I have changed.

I often make a wish on the first one, that things that are going wrong will go right. I think about the cups of coffee I will gulp down on my way to work, or savor with friends,

I know. I'm Weird. Deal with it.

200 filters is 200 pots but not necessarily 200 days, I think that a pack of filters lasts me around 8 months.  I make a pot every morning I am here, but if I have friends in for dinner, or someone needs to talk, I make a fresh pot.

My family calls my coffee "wake the dead juice"  This comes from my daughter, telling my son-in-law who was working a double at his job, to "get some coffee from Mom. Her coffee could wake the dead"

When I was staying with my Dad after my mom died, he complained that my coffee was too strong and I told him "look, you KNOW I make it this way. I can't drink your weak coffee. Add hot water to it. There's nothing that makes weak coffee taste better."  He took his coffee black and after a few days , he was just drinking it the way I made it.

Coffee is half again as expensive as it was a month ago, It went from $17 to $25 overnight. I believe I have Mr. Trump to thank for that.  But I will keep buying my Sumatra beans and brewing a pot in the morning, or whenever someone needs a cup. Coffee has been my morning go-to since I was in Junior high. it's my last "vice" Even my doctor said two cups are ok. I really only drink it in the morning or on an evening occasion when a friend and I share coffee and conversation around my dining room table ( I have a "dining room table" but no dining room, but there we are.)

So did I wish on this first filter?  You know I did. But like Birthday Candle Wishes, Coffee Filter Wishes need to stay secret, or they won't come true.