Whelp… It’s a new month – the jury is still out on whether it will prove to be just another disaster like every month since March. So far we would have already survived the flood three times over… Let that sink in.
I have continued trying to clear my backlog of assorted teas, and started on a new box today. It’s one I bought when I went to the Capilano Suspension Bridge last December; it came in a cute little tea tin of Blueberry Icewine Ceylon tea. It sounded like it would be really good! Not gonna lie – ugh… I’m not sure I’ll be able to drink this stuff. Perhaps I’ll do a taste test to see if this one beats Chamomile on the gross factor.
Work is kicking my ass. I’m in the final phases of a couple huge projects and one that will be going for a while. There’s a light at the end of the tunnel, but I just need to keep walking…
I have also spent a lot of time wondering how someone can just one day decide they don’t love you anymore and disappear. You go from being the light of their life to someone who can’t do anything right, to discarded, while you are still trying to figure out why they couldn’t just treat you like they did at the beginning. I have never been someone who could do that. It’s an exercise in futility trying to understand people and their motivations, but often I can’t help myself.
I have also decided to try to clear my backlog of assorted beers. I’m not much of a beer drinker, so I end up with random portions of six packs that will sit in my fridge until the end of time… I mean who knew my brother is the only man on earth who doesn’t like IPA? COVID definitely ensures my friends aren’t coming over. So far that’s going better than the current phase of the tea challenge!
Just one more day before the weekend! I can do this!