The other day, while jamming out at the Farmer’s Market, a friend came up to us and said, “man, guys. I’ve been so down in the dumps lately. I found myself just standing in my kitchen the other day, staring at the floor. I felt like I had no energy…”
[pause for dramatic effect]
“And then I had a cup of RoosRoast!”
He went on to tell us about he’d been feeling lethargic and unmotivated for days, but after a quick cup of jo, felt noticeably more energetic and ready to take on the day.
Isn’t that how we’ve all been feeling for weeks now? Winter had been dragging on, like it always does (thanks a LOT, Michigan), and then that snowstorm. Out of the blue! (Maybe not if you’re a weather-person, but we’re assuming you’re not.) Time to bring out your real winter boots and those shovels that have been collecting dust in the shed for the last five months. Now it’s February, and we’re exhausted by the commercialism that takes our happy relationships and turns them into marketing strategies. The snow has turned to brown slush and it seems like spring will never come.
This isn’t an unfamiliar feeling. Many of us have lived in Michigan – some Ann Arbor – our whole lives! We’re used to this sudden onset of drowsiness, dreariness, down-right depression. Even now, as I write this, it’s 8:10 a.m. on a Sunday and I’m feeling a little down. My cat woke me up this morning at 5:30 AM by obsessively licking my hair (wtf), I tripped over my boots and knocked my head on my dresser, AND my Superman underwear are dirty. So. You get the picture. And all this before 7:00 a.m.
The point is, I got to Roos this morning, turned on some tunes, and poured myself a cup of coffee. I’m halfway through it now, and I’m already feeling better! There are dust bunnies to tackle! There is snow to pulverize and orders to fill! It’s been 43 minutes since I got here and my outlook on life has already improved.
Coffee – good, organic, properly brewed, fresh coffee – gives us that extra little push we need this time of year. So wash out that French Press. Clean out your porta filters. Hell, even plug in that Mr. Coffee – I don’t judge! It’s gonna help you get through that last exam of the year, get you to call your mother like you’ve been saying for days (sorry, mom), get a head start on spring cleaning. You’ll feel better, I promise.