Iím addicted to cappuccino. I canít go downtown without stopping in Zulaís Coffee House and having Terra making me a tall cup. Iím also a frequent flier at the Hardback Cafe where Alan knows how to brew it just the way I want. I even have the Starbucks app on my phone, and with the push of a button can give step-by-step directions to the nearest Starbucks cafe anywhere in North America.
After our recent trip to South Carolina to visit my mom ó in which I lobbied for us to stop at every Starbucks along I-20 between Dallas and Columbia, S.C. ó my family felt I needed an intervention.
So for Fatherís Day, they bought me one of those new coffee machines that makes one cup at a time. All you have to do is pop in a pod filled with ground coffee and press a button. No fuss, no muss, no prep time and very little cleanup. But what makes this machine different is that it also makes espresso and cafe latte drinks, including cappuccino ó without needing years of training or a barista license.
To say I like this gift would be a huge understatement.
It may just be a mechanical appliance, but it has changed my life.
Let me explain.
For my entire adult life, I have always felt the need to be in a hurry. It didnít matter what time I woke up in the morning, I would jump out of bed, into the shower, shave, get dressed and bolt out the door as if my hair were on fire (which may explain why I have no hair). It didnít matter if it was 4 a.m. or 8 a.m. (and for years I would be at work by 4:30 a.m., six days a week). I have always felt like I was running behind, so much so, Iím finally starting to realize that I have rushed through my life because I have never allowed myself to slow down, relax and smell the roses.
And while Iíve been a cappuccino junkie for years now, my coffee fixes have always been squeezed in between assignments, or when someone offered to bring me one, or because I purposely scheduled a meeting at the coffee shop. I never stopped to grab a coffee on my way to work (like most people) because I didnít think I could spare the extra 15 minutes.
That all changed a few weeks ago when I received my Fatherís Day gift.
Had I known how life changing it could be to actually take a few minutes and relax every morning, I would have done this years ago.
For the past few weeks, I get up in the morning, make a cup of cappuccino in my coffee machine, take the dogs outside and I sit on the patio until I finish my cup.
I had no idea we had so many trees in our backyard.
Now, every morning before work I sit on the patio, sip my cappuccino and watch the dogs and the squirrels and the birds and look at the flowers. I donít think about work. In fact, I donít think about anything other than enjoying the moment.
By the time Iím finished with my cup, Iím in a great mood. For the first time in my entire adult life, I donít feel rushed. I donít feel like Iím running late ó and on the few days I actually am running late, Iím not stressing about it.
Itís like a trip to the spa every morning.
And why didnít someone tell me about this sooner?
My new morning routine has been going so well, I thought Iíd try and repeat it in the evening. The last few evenings after dinner, I make a cappuccino, take the dogs and sit on the patio and watch the sun set below the trees I never noticed before.
I now know what itís like to relax ó and itís wonderful.
All because my family gave me a coffee machine that makes cappuccino for Fatherís Day.
Itís like having a fresh cup on life.
Neal White is the Editor of Waxahachie Newspapers Inc. Contact Neal at email@example.com or 469-517-1457. Follow Neal on Facebook at Neal White Ė Waxahachie Newspapers Inc., or on Twitter at wni_nwhite.