Well besides a distaste for small demonic children and probably another ten pounds, I have been spending more time in coffee shops than I ever expected to in a lifetime. My espresso consumption has increased tenfold and my ability to spot a place with free wifi has been perfected into an art form. Since Natasha left I have been trying to budget my time more efficiently but it's proving to be more difficult than I thought. I wake up, make the kids' rooms, start a load of laundry, do a rough cleanup of the kitchen and before I know it it's already 10:30 and I've only an hour before I have to go pick up Gemma from school.
So what do I do with this precious window? I go to a coffee shop. Usually Starbucks, sometimes Insomnia… Pretty much anywhere with heavy cream and wifi.
It is the only time I have when I can be out and around other people until I'm off again at 6. I can get some fresh air, drink my americano, get some work done on my lap top; it is wonderful. Sometimes if I get there early enough I can stay for a full two hours! It's to the point now where the baristas are getting my order made as soon as I walk through the door.
I am officially a coffee shop creeper.
Yes, I hate me too.
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