Virtual Coffee {2}

As I quite enjoyed having coffee with you last week, I’ve decided to give it another shot and, who knows, maybe I’ll get it together enough to do it weekly. After all, shouldn’t a girl get to have coffee with friends at least once a week?

Plus, I realized that it’s actually quite nice to have a coffee date where I get to direct the entire conversation. It’s a bit self-centered, sure, but hey, I’m a great conversationalist so, lucky you! Although, I’m not sure I want to delve too deeply into what it says about my mental health that I’m looking forward to having weekly pretend coffee with imaginary friends (or, you know, real friends who are nevertheless not actually here). In any case, here we are in front of our respective screens, me with my coffee, cream and sugar and you with… well, whatever you enjoy. 
So, if we were really having coffee today, I would tell you that it seems as though our schizophrenic weather has finally started taking its medication and it appears to have settled on spring as the season of choice. This makes us all very happy as we hope to be able to put the snow shovels away to be replaced by our lawnmower and fertilizer and new plants. I would admit, as you look at me skeptically, that no, I don’t actually take care of the yard myself, there’s a nice retired gentleman that does not have two plant assassins for hands who actually makes things grow quite beautifully.

I would tell you that we’re all longing to put our heavy down jackets away in their mothballs not to be looked at again for months, but I fear I’m jumping the gun a bit as it often snows in April here. So we’re just enjoying the balmy weather for now and not planning too far into the future. I would also tell you that this is our entire plan for now. Who knows what the future holds, because despite our best intentions life is all about uncertainty.

As I sip my coffee, the sun on my back from the slightly open window, I would tell you that I’m just trying to count my blessings for now, and there are many. In the end, despite all of our doubts and tribulations (I love that word!) life is truly a wonderful thing, at least, mine is, and I have to remind myself of this daily.

Though to be honest, I’m pretty irritated by the smell that’s coming from the open window, here let me shut it. Yes it does smell like cow shit. Why, you ask? Because it’s Spring dammit, and we live out in the country, and for the next month and a half none of us will be able to take a clear breath of fresh air cause everyone and their mother are going to be fertilizing their stupid fields. Poetic isn’t it?