Hello dear readers! Thank you for stopping by for a bit of caffeine and conversation. The espresso machine is unfortunately out of commission. My dishwasher is stronger than I thought. Strong enough to take the finish off the filter holder, exposing the metal underneath that now turns the water that runs through it grey. I loved that machine, and I have been in deep mourning over its loss for over a week now. At least I’ve replaced the french press, which cracked the week before, but we can’t use that either. It’s full of cold brew for tomorrow.
So, regular old drip coffee it is, and a bit of catching up while the snow piles up outside. I’ve had my fingers crossed all day hoping it keeps up and I won’t have to go to work tomorrow.
“If I am a witch, then so be it, I said. And I took to eating black things – huitlacoche the corn mushroom, coffee, dark chiles, the bruised part of fruit, the darkest, blackest things to make me hard and strong.”
— Sandra Cisneros, “Eyes of Zapata”
If we were having coffee, I would tell you that my first couple of weeks back to work after the holiday break have been rough. I expected to ease a little easier into the year but I underestimated the amount of work I put off to catch up on, and I was blindsided by the amount of work my boss had waiting for me when I got back. So there was no time for writing. That’s not true, there was, but there are somethings I love in this world more than writing, if only barely.
The next few weeks look to be just as packed with work as the last, and I expect I will have to keep putting off the work I’d wanted to do for myself since the new year. Or, I’ll have to cut back in other areas. Less time watching TV, less time napping, less time sleeping in on the weekends, less time on Twitter maybe? I’ll certainly try, but one thing I have learned about myself is that if I can’t get a few words written between 8:00 and 10:00 AM then there is very little chance they will get written at all. My mind just doesn’t work outside of those hours.
Other than that the week was good. I drove a lot and made some real progress in getting over this driving anxiety. To and from work is getting easier but other places and new streets terrify me, but I did it. I drove to the doctor’s, for my first flu shot ever, and to Starbucks, as a treat for trying so hard this week. I’m proud of myself, and I really think I am a teeny-tiny bit less afraid.
If we were having coffee, I would tell you that this weekend has been a good one.
Friday night after work we met up with some friends for Mexican and margaritas. The margaritas were big, our group was too loud, we probably stayed later than the wait staff wanted us to, but we didn’t care. The laughs were needed, and the sopapillas were good. I was happy, and I felt good about myself for a little while. I can’t wait to do it again. We’ve already planned a night of dinner and drinks and re-watching Neil deGrasse Tyson’s Cosmos on Netflix, and we’re working on a camping trip this summer too.
After dinner, I came home for cups of chamomile tea and Blade Runner 2049! Which was so good. I have been waiting to watch it since finishing the book Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? by Philip K. Dick over a month ago and watching the movie right after. All of it was beautiful. Next, I’ll be starting Amazon’s anthology series Electric Dreams, based on Dick’s short stories, and adding more of his work to my TBR list. If you have recommendations please share them in the comments!
If we were having coffee I would tell you that yesterday was mostly spent at IKEA, buying that previously mentioned french press and dreaming of new ways to remake a few rooms of the house including new desks for the “creativity room”—where water coloring, bookbinding, sewing, reading, and of course, writing takes place—and whole a new kitchen, one day, someday.
We also stocked up plenty of food and hard cider so we wouldn’t have to leave the house today in this blustery winter weather. The snow has been falling since sometime in the middle of the night and not forecasted to stop well into this evening. At noon the snow total thus far read almost 7 inches. That was two hours ago. The wind is blowing hard and our driveway is covered with a sheet of ice. I really hope we don’t have to work tomorrow. Even if the plows are out and the roads are treated, the traffic will still be a mess.
When you work on a school bus the weather plays a big part in how safely you can do your job and how tense and stressful that job will be. Better to stay home I say.
Today we’re cleaning, catching up on shows and movies we’ve meant to watch and making more plans for the house, and for the wedding, which is happening this year no matter what! We did have to push the date again, we’ve settled on October at the latest, and made plans to tour a site for the reception this coming weekend. We’re deeply disappointed in ourselves for slacking on the planning but it isn’t easy and it isn’t cheap. It’s stressful as hell, but we’re trying.
I also spent the day working on my bookbinding projects, both of which I had hoped would be done by now, but with work, and wanting to be with my girlfriend every free moment that I have, nothing much has gotten done. This morning I bound the pages of the journal, and I plan to do the gluing and the page gilding before bed. As for the sketchbook, I’ll at least get the stitching holes measured and marked and 3 or 4 signatures bound. Pics soon I promise!
If we were having coffee, I would tell you that my coffee has gone cold and as much as I’d love to refill it and spend another hour here with you, I think I’d better be off. I have a lot more work to do, and a few things that look more like procrastination than work to do too.
I hope your week was a good one, productive but in a healthy and fulfilling way. I hope that your weekend had room for all the relaxing and recuperation you needed. Drop a note in the comments, I love hearing from you, and keep your fingers crossed for me. Pray the snow doesn’t let up, that school is canceled, and I get to stay home tomorrow, warm and safe.
Until next time.
Thanks for reading! If you like this post check out my weekly-ish newsletter for inspiring reads + existential musings on life, love, and inevitable human suffering. Or help support what I do by sharing a cup of coffee.
Written for the #WeekendCoffeeShare link-up hosted by Eclectic Alli