So I woke in my somewhat stifled bedroom weary with thoughts of my upcoming interview today. Which, honestly is the biggest interview of my life. I’m deep down a bit terrified;if not visibly. But, as always, coffee helps everything. So complacently I stumbled into the kitchen for the coffee pot— Hello Mr. Coffee. The conventional drip option never failing. Lol.
So, this morning I had my coffee from Mexico. Quite a bright and earthy flavor; somewhat reminiscent of elderflower. And perfect because it’s somewhat local and that farm girl in me is a proud supporter of independent businesses. Hmm. Can describing coffee be a side gig? I would totally be on that job application like a drunk on free peanuts.
Breakfast is always an interesting decision for me because breakfast is by far… has been by far, the most important and a somewhat lavish meal for me. My appeal for breakfast began when I first realized how delicious “pealed” bananas were.
Anyway, hope you’re still there. I’m quite the punster.
Well, indeed I decided on Quaker Oats and a dollop of peanut butter. And not just your run-of-the-mill peanut butter but the OMEGA-3 peanut butter. Which I was quite excited to see was on sale at Kroger. So I’m hoping that will help my brain and etc. I’ve also began listening to subliminal messages that I found on Youtube for brain power. Which, Lord knows I need a leg up on.
So please be thinking of me and my upcoming interview…. 5 MINUTES!! Eeek!
I am striking a fine balance between dark strong coffee, rental applications and a morbid overload of homework.
Speaking of which, I discovered this little roastery on a trip, recently. Very impressive coffee and a striking label!!
So, life goes on in a new state. My relationships with my friends and “intended” are going along swimmingly. I’ve been doing a lot of adventuring, on foot, goodness the mountains to this Kansas girl are stunning, when really they’re not mountains at all but hills.
Also, I went on an Airbnb trip with a friend last weekend that was absolutely incredible…. better word here might be “cut and dried” Bahahaha!
The Airbnb come to find out was in a cute little cabin, which reminded us of Little House on the Prairie by Laura Ingall’s Wilder. Great book. Anyway, don’t let me wander off on some wild tangent. Back to the story.
The Airbnb was super cute from the outside. But warning, there was no plumbing or beds. There was a single person cot, but it was in the attic which you could only get to by climbing a ladder. Honestly, to me it was a perfect gem! I loved the “primitive accommodations.” I know a lot of people don’t really go for that but it certainly struck a chord with me.
It was such a hilarious rollicking good time!
So, as I keep my fine balance between work and play I am so blessed and grateful for the opportunity I’ve been given to do and achieve all this. The opportunity of life is such a blessing!
Last night I was so tired! When I had gotten home from my wonderful time at the Indian restaurant I found the dishes needed washed. So after washing the dishes I was feeling more awake. I have had trouble sleeping for years and I did not want tonight to be a night I couldn’t sleep. I would guess this sleeplessness resulted from my TBI.
When I was in the grocery store last I picked up some chamomile “sleepy” tea. With my farm experience/herbal research I do know that chamomile is a sedative. It was glorious! I had the best sleep with no interruptions!
If, perhaps you have the same problem. Here are a list of other herbs and methods for sleep:
Hot milk, touch of honey, with a hint of cinnamon and nutmeg
Lavender candles- the scent of lavender
Eating a small bow of oatmeal– SHOCKER!! But one I can definitely attest too.
Also, there’s this breathing exercise that I learned: Here’s how it goes: Close you eyes begin breathing deeply, picture a Black sea and on it a black ship. Watch the rhythm of the waves. Keep breathing deeply.
That last one is pretty nifty. My grandfather, who fought in the Frozen Chosin war taught me that one. Does the trick too!
Oh my goodness friends, my dear and I were invited to a dinner out tonight with some friends. My friend told us the occasion and boy did she choose the right spot!! We met up with everyone at an Indian restaurant that was hands down 10/10. I had too many dishes of too many entrees/appetizers/desserts I couldn’t pronounce and, of course my friends, the company was superb!
The trip home took a good long time, so my dear, and I enjoyed the long dark ride. Passing cars in the dark reminded me of Tracy Chapman’s, Fast Car song. Which really is sad and quite melancholy.
Anyway, hope all is well with everyone and I look forward to posting my next adventure soon 🙂
So last night my closest and I had a pizza night. It was superb!
As I ran to get the door I could smell the wafts of marinara and cheese. It was superb! I opened the door and ushered in my closest holding a fresh baked pizza and a bottle of red wine! what a dear. My dear is basically a home chef! 🙂
Anyway, after our pizza we watched a movie called Night School which was pretty funny. Actually it was just funny. Not funny enough to be pretty funny. It’s one of those movies you’d want to watch when you just need to relax and giggle a bit. It was a great night and one I shan’t forget anytime soon!
And I know what night school is like. Oh, Lordee! I remember my night classes in college. For me it was even worse not only did I have a night class but I had a night class in algebra. Arrgggh… Thankfully, I made it out alive, metaphorically of course.