One girl, one cup

With the cold weather moving in and my tendency to drink warm liquids throughout the day, I like to drink them in thermal mugs, even at home so that the heat doesn't escape as quickly. However, there are only so many thermal mugs in the house. I don't have time to wash a million at the end of the day, let alone the single one I've committed myself to using. At best I give it a thorough rinse before going ahead and pouring myself whatever warm drink I've decided on next. That usually works just fine.  Except for tonight. Tonight my Bengal Spice tea tastes like Bengal Spice barley water coffee.  Boo.