13.
13 is the number.
13 is the number of saved drafts.
It has been a very long while since I have shared any of my blather, but I think I have (more than once) shared my blogging MO, which is to eventually let the virtual diary dwindle. However, I refuse to fall into that same pattern yet again. The fact that I have 13 saved drafts is a clear indication that I want to keep writing. I should probably review said drafts and finish the posts that remain applicable and delete those that are no longer pertinent, but first, the reason I logged in today: COFFEE.
Actually, my thoughts run a bit deeper than coffee . . . but not by much. Monday, February 8th was my first day working from the station again. Some context: I worked from home March 17th – April 30th 2020. I returned to my office and worked from there from May 1st until the end of November. Mid – end of November, there was a COVID outbreak so the agency returned to the rotating and / or working from home schedule(s). I am the only civilian employee who has the ability to truly work from home; the others rotated days. Those rotating were paid for their days off . . . those lucky ducks! I too was a fortunate fowl:
a) no driving for 1.5+ hours each day
b) lunch hour naps
c) sleeping beyond 0430
d) unlimited pupper snuggles
e) pajama uniform
f) household chores were maintained
g) nonexistent social anxiety
With Monday being my first day back to the station, I faced a hearty dose of stress, with a pinch of chaos, due to the need to re-establish a morning routine. Getting a coffee was more important than ever before. I always order iced coffee (yes, even in winter), but my order was made hot. The girl working at the drive – thru window caught the error right away, which I was impressed with because she had not seen me in over two months. From there, the scanner wouldn’t scan my free beverage coupon, nor would it accept payment via the app. I told her, “I have back up!” As I handed her my debit card, I saw the line growing faster than a teenage boy who’s hit his growth spurt. She thanked me profusely for my patience, and I wished her a better day. Fast forward to today (Friday), and it’s the same girl working the drive-thru on Monday. Today, my order was iced, and the scanner and app worked. She handed me TWO coffees. Was this an intentional act due to my appreciated patience days ago, or was it simply a mistake on their part? Either way, the universe rewarded me for giving away what’s free for all of us to share – our kindness.
Be nice, people.
And that, my friends, is why I logged in – to share my two coffees.
And to share some photos of what I’ve been up to:
When I began this blog, I intended it to be dedicated to my health and fitness journey, but I have since shared crafts, book reviews, and thoughts not devoted to eating and exercise. I think it is time to make some minor tweaks and just let my blog be the eclectic collection of schtuffs that is . . . ME. I have SO many bird photos and projects and bits and bobs to display.
Idiosyncratic Unicorn 