5-16-24
Planning on running at 10:15, 10:30 at latest.
Kids here later, need to hit the store at some point. Shorter entries today.
Already some things done… message Nurse, go through emails. Scribble quick list for day.
Is it just coffee in the morning for us? No. Definitely not. This morning arriving at the Vacaville Peet’s only to see it closed, because of a system outage. “We need to do Fairfield then,” the Nurse said.
So we skipped to our rides and drove down 80 to the Fairfield spot. Once we ordered, there was a sheet of sanity that fell over us, or at least me. To me.
It’s out tradition, or more than that. Something that connects our two worlds, a daily reminder to be grateful, enjoy the simple shapes and colors, tastes in a day.
Coffee. That’s it. Having that tremendous a weight and gravity on us both. Here in my office, the loft, and I can’t stop smiling about it. How quickly we just made something happen the Nurse and I, drive to the other spot next to her campus.
And there we were, both of us this morning with our latte species. Hers a vanilla I think, and mine, well, just the basic non-exciting model.