Coffee time?

I don't normally drink coffee but todays T time is an exception. I have recently discovered that my life is quickly filling with irony. For example, I'm celiac right? Also, I've just moved (hence the countdown), right? Because of this I've been throwing out resumés to various different stores. So, for shits and giggles, I applied at a store that serves exclusively bread. They told me that they weren't hiring YET today I receive an email with interest from them. Damn it. I mean a jobs a job but am I going to explain to them that I can't try literally anything they sell? Irony.

Until...tomorrow?
-T

Chilled Tea and Chicken-Like Birds

If there's something I'm terrible at, it's finishing my cup of tea. I sit with the same cup I had yesterday, half finished, chilled in the fridge, in an attempt to  cool myself from the gross summer heat. It's not working very well. I spent most of my day trying not to stress about the fact that there is four days until my big move. I did, however, discover a very, VERY intriguing local band while at a park performance. Their name you already know: Chicken-Like Birds. They were a beautiful duo of jazz and country. Now if you know me (which none of you do), you'd know that I despise country with a passion deep in my bones. There was something about these two though, maybe it was the twang and slap of the upright bass, or the fact that I was convinced that the male looked like Rhett from Rhett and Link.

The last of the packing is done tomorrow, the part I'm dreading the most. For many years, I've had posters upon poster on my walls. Many that have came into my room have wanted to use it as an inspirational space. Everything is meticulously placed. Having to do that is an ordeal that I will have to face. A part of me is excited, while the other part is just damn tired.

I wonder what adventure tomorrow holds
-T

Endings and Beginnings with Earl Grey

I leave in 5 days. This sentence sounds very ominous when out of context, and honestly, in context, it kind of is too. I sit with a mug of cold earl grey by my side, lazily sniffed by my cat then ignored for a nap as she realises it isn't cat treats. Moving shouldn't be as frightening to me as it is, but I can't help but be a little concerned. It's my nature. I'm a generally scared person. So here's the "Hoping to Calm My Frightened Moving Nerves" Game Plan (Catchy name right? I know.):

1. Write every day, topic is unimportant, if there is something I, or you, the reader, want to talk about, then I will.

2. Have tea (this step is very important)

3. Have good tea (this step is crucial)

4. Stay calm, cool, and collected (this step is very quickly becoming a life motto)

That's it. Hopefully simple right? Not quite. I, like many others, are known to not stick to anything. I have a theory to why this blog might actually work out though, and it rotates solely around my favorite drink of choice. Tea! I drink tea basically every day, so if I associate drinking said tea with writing, then I can almost never miss a day. Praying this theory works.

Until tomorrow!
-T