Time for some coffee…
Okay then. Let’s just pretend I’m inviting you to coffee at my house, because I would rather be there. It’s kind of early… the birds are singing outside.
I have to move the laundry baskets that are filled with clean laundry that the little darlings have still not put away. But aside from that, things aren’t too untidy, except the pile of books and stuff I still need to sort for donations.
I’m going for the good stuff… the whole bean coffee made in the Saeco pot that has the built-in grinder. Thrift store find last year… The coffee was a thank you gift for Adam, from Keurig, because they were so pleased with his work on their inventory recall. Saving the world from exploding coffee machines… what’s not to love?
Would you like an apple?
It’s a honeycrisp, and it lives up to the name.
Just as we are relaxing, my little monster dog starts barking because an unfamiliar car has pulled up in the driveway. The kids are back from their very brief visit with my ex.
They barrel in, leaving a trail of stuff in their wake, all hustle and bustle and happy noises. My daughter shows me the new glasses her father bought her yesterday (I asked him to get the old ones repaired – they were new last December, and still under warranty. But I certainly won’t complain that he had her eyes checked and she has new glasses again… it had been almost a year since her last exam.)
Everyone is talking at once, voices escalating in volume as each struggles to be heard, with some bitching about the fact that they had to visit him, with me in the position of telling them that they need to just give him a break, he traveled a long way and he’s made a lot of effort and they are lucky that he cares.
Really, he has made an effort since the divorce, now that the manipulation has ended. And I am happy that we were both able to put animosity aside for the sake of our kids and develop a businesslike relationship about raising the kids.
Eventually things calm down, and we resume with whatever we were discussing before the interruption. We go back to sipping coffee with your choice of sweeteners (or none) and whole organic milk if you like it.
I make a note to myself that time really does heal so many things.
My daughter comes back into the room and hits you up to get you to attend their upcoming production of the Addams Family musical at her school. You ask what role she is playing, and she insists it is a surprise, although the entire family has already guessed.
Lurch the neighborhood creeper suddenly makes an appearance in the window… just kidding.
Enjoy your Sunday.