I love it when a plan comes together. My plan was a little scattered, but this morning in culminated in two lovely cups of iced coffee.

Yup.

Iced coffee.

It may not sound that exciting now that I say it, but with the temperatures this summer already hitting sweaty highs, an easy iced coffee sounded like heaven. And now I can do that.

Woo-hoo.

My fridge doesn’t make chilled water or ice, there’s no way to connect a water line. So when the temperatures rise, I either have to remember to chill water and make ice, or make do.

But I got a countertop ice maker–not that super-expensive one, mind you, but a much, much cheaper one–and an item with such an unglamorous purpose made a universe of difference.

I don’t ration ice when I make it now, because if I need more, it’s not hours but minutes. A whole cup full for iced coffee?

No problem.

It helps that my new coffeemaker has an iced coffee setting, and it really got the whole thing going, when I think about it. One leaky, broken coffeemaker can lead to so many new things.

Whatever that leaky, broken coffeemaker may be.

And with that, I am off. Have a great Tuesday.

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