If we were on a coffee date, I'd tell you I cleaned out my closet using the KonMari method. I'd also admit I was completely shocked by how little I got rid of, but how the act of reorganizing all the things I own was SO INCREDIBLY helpful. I definitely have a better idea of my style (all my shirts are white, grey or black with the exception of five) which -I hope- will make me more discerning when I'm shopping for anything new.
If we were on a coffee date, I'd ask about your dailies. I'd want to know what makes up your morning routine and how it sets a wonderful foundation for you day. I'd press you for the nitty-gritty details like when you pick out your outfit and how, if you have a hair washing schedule, and the themes for your days. I'm interested in routine lately and there's nothing like getting into the mundane intimacy that is routine.
If we were on a coffee date, I'd want you to tell me about audiobooks. I'm an old soul with my love for the physicality of books, but I have set my mind on listening to a book while I'm driving or getting ready or cooking dinner. I downloaded The Invention of Wings by Sue Monk Kidd for my #Collaboreads choice and love the two women who are reading it. But, I'm sort of struggling and I want to know if you have a trick or a recommendation or, well, HELP. (I did take advantage of the three free months offered by Helene and you should too.)
If we were on a coffee date, I might cry a little bit because lately I'm just sort of prone to tears. I'm not sure what it is that's got me so feely, but I am and I'm trying not to hate it. Bad things happen to good people and, lately, it just breaks my heart to sit and talk through devastating heartbreak. It's so sad and yet, lovely, because we're enduring -all of us- and sharing and being and coming together.
If we were on a coffee date, I would ask if you have favorite shorts. It turns out I do, these from American Eagle. I want all the pairs in all the colors with all the sale prices -somehow I don't get everything I want at one time. Knowing that I love the shorts (because I've owned a pair for a few years now) makes me confident in the purchase and yet I don't want to spend the money. Why the conflict my soul?
If we were on a coffee date, I'd dare you to tell me your dreams. Jason did this to me the other day, he asked point blank, what my dreams were. And I had no good answer. I mumbled about a book and about creating artful things and owning something I could call my very own little venture and he just looked at me. He looked and nodded and asked me to tell me what my dreams were. I knew I had some and, yet, I had none. So I'm working on that, I'm working hard on that.
If we were on a coffee date, I'd thank you for living your life. I know there's no other option, I know it' can feel easy and fun or nearly impossible, but you're doing it. And it reminds me that I'm doing it too. We're all in a season right now, a season that will change and transform and look wildly different than our current place, so let's set our hearts on a grateful embrace.