Tuesday, April 23, 2013

Blissful Ignorance, How I Miss You

Due to some incredibly poor planning on my part, I ran out of Coffee-mate this morning. This basically left me with three options:

1) make a trip to the grocery store
2) don't drink any more coffee today
3) drink it without the Coffee-mate

Grocery shopping is already on my to-do list for tomorrow, and there wasn't really any way to work it in today. With that in mind, and considering my particular disdain for shopping, I just couldn't bring myself to make an extra trip just for one thing (no matter how important it might be.) So that option was out.

As for not drinking any more coffee today... well, that just wan't going to happen. So I reminded myself that there was a time in my life before I discovered Coffee-mate. Plain milk worked just fine in those days, so there was no reason it couldn't work again.

But the thing is, there is a reason that sayings like "you can't go home again" and "you can't un-ring a bell" exist. Once you've moved on with your life, the things you left behind will never be the same, or as good as you remember them. Once you know that something exists, you can't pretend you don't. Because now you know what you're missing.

It's like your life before a DVR, when you didn't think there was anything wrong with how you watched TV. But once you know what it's like having the ability to pause and rewind what you're watching it drives you insane if you suddenly can't do it.

Or life before the satellite radio, when we thought it was silly to pay extra for it when we could already get radio stations for free. But now we know what it's like to have so many specialized stations that cater to our whims and don't play commercials. I don't know about you, but I hardly listen to "regular" radio at all any more.

So yes, I had my coffee. And yes, it was okay with milk. But it did make me a little sad that I couldn't go back to the blissful ignorance of days gone by.


  1. Not a coffee drinker myself, but I can appreciate the object of your desire. Another thought I had was I remember the days before DVR, when everyone had a VCR, and you could set it up to record programs...individually, one at a time...so long as you had a long enough tape for it.

    I remember renting VCR's from the video store.

    Those were the days

    Erika Harp

    1. Right? We thought we had it so good with a VCR. Now we know better. :)

  2. Glad you were able to still have your coffee...very creative and poetic way to look coffee and how to remedy the situation when you realized you were out of creamer.

    1. Thanks Liz. I like "creative and poetic." I was thinking silly and overly dramatic, but your way is much nicer. ;)