Shhhhh….
Don’t talk to me this morning, I’m not ready yet. To deal with your humming or your morning voice.
Just let me be and pour my coffee to drink in solitude so I can get my act together without yours in my way.
No promises about later, I may need another cup. Thank goodness, I don’t drink anything stronger than this.
Years of unhappiness as we are strangers under one roof, other wives would run screaming, but here we are. 
Another day, another year, I wonder how much coffee I have had to drink.
Pour me another cup of Joe!
Just Pondering... 