It’s such a beautiful day! A beautiful couple days, in fact. The temperature rose about 20 degrees between Tuesday and yesterday, and it’s already quite warm and lovely out this morning.
I took a walk – just a short one, a mile round trip (and isn’t that something, when I remember how long a mile seemed to me before I moved here) – to a nearby coffee shop to get myself a treat. I’m pretty strict with myself about only buying awful, cheap coffee to make at home, because I do like Folgers well enough and it’s not worth it to me to spend so much money on good drip coffee when half the time I’m drinking it reheated anyways.
It’s a beautiful neighbourhood that this little coffee shop is in, and the walk by itself would have been worth it, honestly. The coffee was an added bonus! Their espresso is growing on me – I normally prefer my espresso more mellow, and theirs is, well, not, but I’ve been there a few times now and I definitely enjoy it more than I did the first time.
I did, however, have an ulterior motive for going today. A motive which, unfortunately, came to nothing, but!
I officially have a darling new friend who happens to be one of the baristas there.
Not gonna lie, I have a little crush on him. I’m not planning on doing anything about it, but it’s nice to have a friend I can flirt with a little bit without feeling like I’m leading them on. I had an average amount of romance in my high school years, I suppose, but very few people who made me go all stupid and turn red. It’s a fun feeling!
I was talking to my partner this morning after my walk about needing practice leaving the house sometimes. With my anxiety (and their anxiety, too) it is far too easy to only leave the house for work, the store, or the garden. It’s a slippery slope down towards agoraphobia, and I already have one phobia! I don’t need another! I’m not overly worried about that actually happening, but I do feel it’s something I need to keep in mind.
This spring is starting to really move, now. In a little under a week, I’m taking a class to get First Aid/CPR certified, which is the last requirement I have to meet before starting my internship at the summer camp. Several days ago my manager at my main job told me that they were gonna keep me on over the summer, giving me the single eight-hour shift per week that I requested, which will mean an extra $300 a month for the duration of my internship. My partner has offered to help me make an appointment with an advisor at the local community college, in the hopes of starting in either the fall or winter term if I can stop putting off everything else I need to do first. I’m going to be a vet tech, the only job that really makes sense for me given my driving need to have as many pets as I can possibly afford during the course of my life. I have a plan – first, vet tech, then while I’m doing that, continue studying more specialised areas of veterinary care such as wildlife and farm animals so that eventually I can work as a foster/rehabilitator for injured animals. Once we can afford a little bit of property, my partner and I are going to get a few farm animals, and I want to give them the best, most humane care I possibly can. Which means, unfortunately, college, and all the paperwork and financial aid applications that entails.
Today, though, isn’t for big future things. Today is for writing, and catching up on dishes, and going to the garden to weed and water it later (my fish+seaweed fertilizer arrived yesterday and I’m so eager to see if it makes a difference!), and looking glamorous in my favourite warm weather cut-off shirt.
It really is a beautiful day today. I’m happy that I’m here to see it.