So we’re coffee datin’ it tonight, even though it’s kinda late.
And I’m drinkin’ this.
Some would argue that it’s quality coffee. Or that it’s even actual coffee.
However, I brought a box home with me from Spain.
I like it.
And it reminds me of Indonesia ’cause I drank something similar there all the time. Except that was this. You can’t get it anywhere in this hemisphere, I’m pretty sure. And I miss it.
Since today was not exactly my favorite day ever, for reasons that don’t need to be discussed, it’s good that I’m drinking coffee that came out of a little packet. It kinda cheers me up.
A little.
It has that same, slightly-burnt-coffee taste that is strangely comforting and reminds me of my sweet 4th grade class who would always ask me what flavor I was drinking that day. And it’s only a little ick, mostly good.
Tonight, I’ll take it.
So I’ll just say up front that five hours of sleep when emotions are running high is not a wonderful combination. I really had to search for the JOY in my day today.
What I love is that He always gives it, somehow.
And, thankfully I’ve been blessed with this girl who doesn’t understand what it is to actually have a bad day, though she’s definitely had a few. She just doesn’t get it yet. She, most of the time, runs around with a huge smile on her face, spreading sunshine everywhere she goes.
It’s really, really hard to be in a bad mood around that.
After church and lunch today, my girl and I took a walk down the street and then ended up at the house across the street, the one I swear she thinks is her second home. 😉 I got a chance to talk to my dear friend for a bit while Mae climbed up and down and up and down and up and down the front steps.
Then it was home for her so she could take the dreaded NAP. She protests it loudly each and every day. It doesn’t change anything.
While she napped, I decided to finally get going on a painting for her room that I’ve had in my head for over a year. I didn’t think I’d actually finish it today, but I did.
I’m happy with how it turned out, even if there were a few little mistakes…that I mostly fixed. 😉 Keep in mind that…1) I’m not technically an artist though I do occasionally paint; 2) lettering is not my gift; and 3) I still don’t love the colors…I wish I had added orange.
Next time.
Mae clearly liked it, though…in fact, she wanted to play with it until we finally hung it up on her wall…where she couldn’t reach it! 😉
It was a good ending to a not-so-good day…and things are looking up, I think.
The coffee from a packet is definitely helping.
Happy end-of-the-weekend, my friends.
Love you.
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