Oh, my ears and whiskers

Time, time, time. See what's become of me.

While I looked around for my missing cup of tea...

~with apologies to Simon & Garfunkel

My kitchen is approximately 8' wide by 11' long. In it there are five clocks. Yes. Five. Not on purpose, you understand. It's just that most appliances these days have a clock. And some of them actually need one.

Although I suppose a microwave could function with just a timer.

And why a CD player that has no timer function and is designed for the kitchen, where presumably there is already at least one clock, needs one is a bit of a mystery.

But the coffee maker needs one if you are to program it to turn on in the morning before you get out of bed. Not that I ever do that. That would require getting ready for the morning the night before, which I almost never do, despite having read and heartily agreed with Shari Lewis' declaration that one starts one's day the evening before (by making lunch, laying out an outfit, etc.). And would Lampchop's alter ego lie? I think not.

The oven needs one, if you are to set the timer for the oven. Which I also almost never do, as again, that would require forethought.

And this one? I bought because there has to be a wall clock in the kitchen. Because... because... there's always been one???