National Coffee Day: First Coffee, Then Cartwheels
This morning, my hair is in space buns. Technically. One bun is making a break for it, my center bow is crooked, and my cheer uniform is hanging in the kitchen looking far more ready for the day than I am.
So I’m sitting at the table with a cup of coffee roughly the size of a trophy and a plate of sparkly donuts. It’s National Coffee Day, which feels like an excellent reason to take my time before attempting anything that requires coordination.
Usually I’m all “Let’s go, team!” This morning I managed a sleepy little wave at the coffee maker. It beeped back, so I’m counting that as team spirit.
In a few minutes, I’ll straighten my bow, put on the pink and purple, and find my sparkle. For now, I’m enjoying the quiet, the warm mug, and the important decision of which donut gets eaten first.
Happy National Coffee Day! What’s your favorite way to start a slow morning?