Ladies and gentlemen, my sober kettle.
Some folks around here may know it from 7 years and 8 months ago. It was one of the first things I bought when I got sober. Looking for something else to sip at night that wasn’t booze. I splurged and got this super fancy electric kettle.
After all this time, she’s served me well. A calming cup of vanilla chamomile damn near every night since, telling my body it’s time to wind down.
As I cleaned some of the hard water off that built up over all those cups I had to wonder how long it’s been, this little ritual that I so look forward to every night. One of peace and lacking any guilt.
A fine kettle indeed.