Today was a good day, until the moment I picked up my cup whilst updating my Facebook status and realised… No more tea

I don’t think I am the first or last person to experience this moment of utter disappointment, it’s more than anything a feeling of loss and wonderment about what you might do to acquire your next drink of tea without the hardship of having to make a fresh one yourself. An investment into a quick boiling kettle would not be enough, it’s not the amount of time the kettle takes to boil that is the hardship, it’s the having to get up in the first place.

Of course the other hardship pre-brew is the arguments amongst family about who will make it and who made the last one and for some reason why a number of family members might think they are exempt from the brew making responsibility, because they have moved out and no longer live there to me is not a reasonable excuse. Of course this is purely because I am next in line after them. I would be the first to be using that excuse once I move out and have my own place again. Despite that they would still be expected to take their turn when they come to visit at my house.

What is the big deal about tea? and why is it that no longer have we finished one, we require another? Of course I refer to my tea loving friends out there and not the people who are impartial to a cup of tea at every hour of the day. Personally I cannot function unless I have had two cups of tea after getting out of bed, my morning wake up call is the sound of the kettle clicking on and me not wanting to miss out. More inviting is the fact someone else is making it and if I don’t get up now I have to consider the prospect of making my own when I do finally role out of bed. They will have finished theirs and of course if I’m making myself one everybody else will be inline. In the laws of tea making it is quite clear that you cannot make yourself one without making everybody else one at the same time. I am one of these in the morning that if I wake up before everyone else I try to make as little noise as possible when washing my cup out and flicking the kettle on. I will stand by the kettle until I can tell it is at boiling point and turn it off myself before it clicks so as not to alert anyone of my activities.

Truth be told though there is no more hardship in making one cup of tea than there is making three or four, other than the trips back and forth bringing them in and delivering them to each individual drinker.

With that said in the time it has taken me to write this not so informative post, the house has emptied and there are now only two of us resident. I think I will make the next before anybody else returns, exempting me from making the next one when that does occur.