I am going to admit something that just may lose me the respect I’ve tried so valiantly to garnish from others, lo these many years. Ready?
I just spent an hour cruising through Google, looking for a tea cozy to match my Laura Ashley tea set.
A whole hour!!
Why, you ask? Well, since I’ve been home all day again, you see, I’ve taken to drinking afternoon tea ( so civilized, don’t you now!) Now, I write in the attic loft in my house – three stories above the kitchen. So, like a Downton Abbey chicita, I’ve started using my vintage Laura Ashley tea service – the one my father gave my for my 25th birthday – again. Instead of having to run downstairs a couple of times per afternoon, I fill my teapot and lug everything up to the attic so I can write and sip without having to leave to refill my cup. Now the reason I was searching for a tea cozy is because I’m sick and tired of wrapping the teapot in a dishtowel to ensure it stays warm for an hour or two. The tea set is gorgeous and looks ….. not gorgeous….with a simple dishrag thrown over it, so I was attempting to find one online I could buy.
For an entire hour when I should have been writing.
I have deadlines, people. I need to get some stuff written, not be trolling through the Internet searching for something that doesn’t seem to exist on this planet any longer. Don’t people buy tea cozys anymore??? Don’t they use them? What do the English use nowadays to keep their teapots warm?? Doesn’t the Queen use a cozy?? Where does she get hers? Or does she just holler for a footman to go out and get her one from Harrods?
My life used to be simple, used to be predictable and sane.
It’s come to this writing fans: I am now questioning how the Queen of England keeps her tea warm.
I think I need a vacation….or an institution.
No. All I really need is a f*******g tea cozy!!!!
That’s it. I’m done for. Think I’ll go bake some scones for, you know… tomorrow’s afternoon tea.