The Coffee Press…

broken french press

I have been using a coffee press since March 2012.  It started when I was traveling to Malaysia and my traveling companion, the narcissist, see post, The Face of Narcissm, asked me to bring along with me a coffee press.  It seems that the Malaysians are not the biggest fans of coffee or rather the hotel rooms do not have coffee makers in them.  It seems tea is more their bag (yes, pun intended).

So I go to Target and rather than buying 1 large coffee press I buy 2 smaller ones because there would come a point during our stay where I was going to be moved out of the hotel room so another guest (the wife) could take my place.  Gladly, none of that transpired but if you haven’t read the story or happen to be living in a cave for the past year here is the  link for you, Scandal in Malaysia.

So I come back home with two small coffee presses.  Wanting to cut back on the usage of electricity and counter space–I give up my coffee maker and continue using the press.  At some point the glass cracked but I still had another one so not a problem at all.

Well, the other day a funny thing happened the second one fell over and glass cracked not in one place but in many places-it was quite an interesting design.  And there I was with no other coffee press and no electric coffee maker.  Now really the title of my Blog should be Sex, Spirit, SoulMates, Chocolate and Coffee,–hmnn maybe I ought to change the title, as I really do need to start the day with a cup of java even if it is decaf.  Well I poured the hot water into a glass stirred up the coffee grounds and somehow managed with a coffee filter to filter the coffee into a cup.

Now here is what I find interesting.  It was the last coffee press that HE had used, and touched. It has his dna on it.  It had his energy imprint-was the universe speaking to me?  Was I somehow getting a coded message about the ties that bind?  Food for thought isn’t it.

So I go off to Target to purchase another coffee press—Macgivering it is ok for one morning but I wanted to be assured there would be no glitches thereafter in the morning production of my black brew.  Do I buy yet another small one? Or do I purchase the bigger coffee press?  I didn’t really need the big one.  The small made enough coffee for one cup ( a rather large cup actually) of coffee for me. Hmnn, but what did that say about my personal relationships if I can only make one cup of coffee in the morning.  So I looked and I stared. I opened the boxes trying to decide which size to get.  Small enough for just me or larger for the possibility of another?

A Target employee asked me if I needed help? Lordy had I been staring at the presses for that long?  What to do, what to do?

I finally decided that I would get the larger coffee press.  The one that would make enough coffee for you and me.  And there on the kitchen counter sits the new coffee press free of ill energy waiting and hopeful for the day when it will pour out its magical elixir for me and the new mister.


13 Responses to “The Coffee Press…”

  1. sakuraandme Says:

    Hey Ivonne! I love that you got it for you and your new man, whoever he may be?? Out with the old and in with the new. DNA Gone!! 🙂 Hugs and enjoy your coffee…Hugs Paula xxx

  2. Sex, Spirit, Soul Mates and Chocolate....Ivonne's Journey Says:

    Welll, the new mister has not arrived yet…hmnnn maybe I should get a new bed as well 😉

  3. Terry Says:

    I loved that you cleared the air, so to speak. A man is waiting around the corner and he just loves pressed coffee!!!!!

  4. Kitt Crescendo Says:

    The steps towards happiness take us down some unique pathways, don’t they? Enjoy the new press…and all the new experiences that go with it. 🙂

  5. topherjamessf Says:

    Stop breakin things haha

    • Sex, Spirit, Soul Mates and Chocolate....Ivonne's Journey Says:

      I think this was a good break, though :).

  6. ramblingsfromamum Says:

    If I was Jewish I would say Mazel Tov!!!!! Loved the new ‘press’ as you call them – we call them coffee blenders – I am glad you have broken the ‘link’ {{Hugs to you fine lady}} xxx

    • Sex, Spirit, Soul Mates and Chocolate....Ivonne's Journey Says:

      I thought you would enjoy this one.

  7. celestedimilla Says:

    Hey Ivonne! I broke my coffee pot about 6 months ago (I call it my Black Sabbath). When I replaced it, I got a coffee press too. I got the small one to keep me from drinking so much coffee. I didn’t need a bigger pot to share, since my hubby doesn’t like coffee. Anyway, I hope you’ll meet someone to share your coffee with soon girlfriend. I’m sure you will!! Celeste 🙂

    • Sex, Spirit, Soul Mates and Chocolate....Ivonne's Journey Says:

      Thank you Celeste. Yes, I am looking forward to having someone to share morning coffee with.



  8. Paula Says:

    I re-read this today, and it really made me smile. I’d like to think it was YOUR energy that sought out to break that second press because YOUR energy is finally taking back its rightful space in your life. The larger press represents how much more room you have for your own energy and that of another one day. Love it!

    • Sex, Spirit, Soul Mates and Chocolate....Ivonne's Journey Says:

      Aw, thank you Paula. I love your interpretation of the broken coffee press.


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