When my husband received a new coffee maker for Christmas, we decided to move our old coffee pot up to our bedroom.  It’s a fairly pretty silver percolator that we put on a tray on our dresser.  We now use it exclusively for heating water for what we’ve dubbed “upstairs tea.”  Before, one of us would trudge downstairs at night to put the kettle on the stove and again ten minutes later when the kettle whistled.  Now that we have upstairs tea, we’ve noticed ourselves going upstairs to read earlier in the evenings, and lingering in bed on weekend mornings, which our cat LOVES.  It’s basically turned our room into a hotel.  But better.