I made that pot of coffee. For myself. Just me. Why did I make a full pot? Because it’s a habit. It’s like I don’t know how to make half a pot. What sort of sense does that make? Oh, well. I’ll have all the coffee I can drink, or need, until dinner time. Also known as time to switch to wine. 😉 Now I have to go give the Baby Bird a cheese. Not a cheese stick, a cheese. AKA, Kraft single.