I have this love hate relationship with Sunday mornings. On one hand, it’s the weekend and I should be happily in bed until at least noon. Of course, that might have happened twenty years ago, but sadly, not anymore. Now my eyes pop open and my brain says coffee. Once the thought of coffee has infiltrated my brain, sleep is out.
What I drink barely even resembles coffee. I’m so extra. Every morning I drink a cup of coffee with a tablespoon of ghee, a tablespoon of coconut oil, and unsweetened almond milk/coconut milk creamer blended until it has foam. I found the recipe on Pinterest, they called it bulletproof coffee, so that’s what I call it. Though, to be honest, sometimes I don’t have all those ingredients, so its coffee – butter – sugar free creamer.
This is a church morning. It takes a lot for me to build up to going to church. I feel like such a hypocrite for just walking into the doors. It’s not God I doubt, or even question, but religion. I blame religion and its followers for every major act of atrocity this globe has ever seen. Wars, famine, chaos… in the name of religion. But that’s not what this blog is about.
So moving on, I have had my coffee and breakfast, and I’m searching for my bible. Which of course, is at the shop where I take it to read. Well, good thing there are bible phone apps! I’ll spend the next hour trying to figure out what I want to wear, vs what I think I look best in. The two are rarely the same items. Then I’ll debate for about 25 minutes on whether or not I have time to fix my hair. I never give myself enough time to fix my hair, and it never stays fixed anyway, so I’ll probably just leave it alone.
By the time church is over, my daughter should be at my house in preparation for our adventure. I’m excited to be doing this for a few reasons, but primarily it’s selfish. I want to lead a life where I’m not living in mental seclusion. I want more from life than I have right now, and I’m not longer willing to sit idly by and wait for it.
Hunter is going, so there will be plenty of pictures for todays festivities. She’s the only reason I ever have pictures. It just doesn’t occur to me to take them, most of the time. I’m already thinking of a plan for our next Discover Kinston adventure. It will be so much easier when the weather is warmer. I’m excited about the water park, and just the nature parks that are all around Kinston.
This is my new life. I’m choosing where I want it to go, and I how I want to live it. I’m choosing to find God, discover the city I now live in, and be the person I’ve always wanted to be. Thank you for taking these journeys with me.