Not only did I have far too many obligations, responsibilities, and time commitments, I also made sure that driving nearly 100 miles a day, sometimes seven days a week, was my life for a couple of years. Without going into all the details, a side effect of my cram-packed schedule was little time at home in the morning. I was up by 4:15am more mornings than I care to count, sometimes sleeping in on weekends to 6:30am. I often woke up with just enough time to shower, dress, and rush out the door, driving 40-50 minutes to my destination, even in the dead of winter. I hate winter.
I made time to stop for coffee both because I enjoy the smell and taste and also for an activity to help keep me occupied during my early morning commute. However, when my destination happened to be the coffee shop I worked at, I waited until arriving to chug down a few sips before the customers rolled in, never having time for much more.
Things I now find glorious:
drinking coffee out of a mug
enjoying the smell of coffee in my house
sipping my coffee
finishing a cup
Two of the most amazing people in my life, very dear friends, have given me coffee mugs as gifts in the past. Though it sounds silly, beginning a day with a cup of coffee in one of my favorite mugs helps set my mood positively. I am reminded of my friends, their thoughtfulness, and also where I've come from. I place a lot of value on being able to make and have my coffee out of a mug in the morning. Simply pleasures like this don't go unnoticed.
I carefully packed both of my favorite mugs to bring along with me to Hawaii, a uniquely shaped, yellow one and the other is in the photo. I love the bright colors on this one, the circular design, the orange handle. Happiness.
