The Perfect Bribe

I don't much like having a holiday that falls on a Monday.  It just shifts Monday into Tuesday.  I know, that should be a good thing, but it's not.  It's a mental thing.  Mondays are rough and Tuesday you get to recover from Monday. 

And today I had ANOTHER Monday -- busy and hectic and abnormally demanding.  I don't think it's fair to have Monday off, only to have to pay for it by two additional Mondays.

There is a coffee story coming, I promise. 

I had to drive a goodly distance to a meeting this morning, which pretty much skewered any possibility that this would be a good day.  Even though 9 am is still relatively cool (for around here) it's still much too hot for any sane person to be out and about. 

I gave myself just enough time to get there, but then ... Murphy's Law ... there was a wreck on the freeway.  I was sitting in the lane that led to the onramp, 3 blocks down, and traffic was completely stopped.  When I called to ask them to reschedule, I must have sounded grumpy and disgruntled, because they offered me the perfect bribe.

Coffee!

I'll stop at Starbucks, she says, and get us all something.  What would you like?

Oooh, cappuccino, says I, thank you very much I'll be right there!  I bagged the freeway, yipped a fluey and headed for the back road and was there before the coffee had cooled.

What a wonderful client.  I wish they were all like that.

Aside from busy-business, I've been working on another blog.  I decided I needed a place to post pictures and photos of things I love that aren't related to coffee or tea.  I've been trying to drag my own creativity out of the closet lately, and have been greatly admiring of those who are already "out".  Those who can call themselves writers, those who can call themselves artists, and not cringe or look around to see who might be sniggering.   I'll post more on that topic later ... over here.  I'm still tweaking and fluffing the pillows, but please feel free to come and visit.