You are forgiven.
But I must confess to a profound sense of déjà vu reading your post.
Indeed, your soliloquy sounds very much like the speech that greeted me when I made an appearance in the dining room of our accommodation this very morning to be told that both coffee machines were hors de combat.
Fuzzy minds, dysfunctional bodies, moods far from bestowing blessings of beneficence on humanity. We agreed that we both suffered greviously from such afflictions.
Upon repairing to his room, subsequently, in order to join my colleague and prepare coffee in my brand new emergency French Press, my Norwegian colleague proudly informed me that he had successfully carried out the first step of my instructions, namely that he had put on the kettle, and had poured hot water in to heat the cups.
Asked whether he had remembered to add hot water in order to heat the French Press, he sorrowfully confessed that he hadn't.
A further soliloquy on the lines of describing states of increasing age, declining cognitive capacities, the appearance of feeble frailties, and failing physical abilities was declaimed.
So, I added water to the kettle, and then, proceeded to heat the pot, and did the remainder of the needful.....enabling us both to enjoy some freshly made Ethiopian coffee....
FOR TWO WEEKS!
