Monday, August 24, 2009

Having a little coffee with my creamer...

I don't think I like coffee as much as I used to. Although, I never really loved it. Don't get me wrong, I still enjoy a trip to Starbucks and will gladly drink a mocha frappuccino. I just don't appreciate the taste of the espresso and will never drink black coffee. Occassionally I will crave it at work (don't ask me why, since we must have the WORST coffee on the planet) but the only way I can get it down is because we just got those little flavored creamers. Put french vanilla in anything and I will drink it! (within reason...)
I'm fully aware that this probably makes me less cool, but I'm okay with that. :)

Also, I think it's really strange that I am never able to finish a hot beverage. It's impossible--I've tried. As good as my intentions are, I can never finish one. It doesn't matter if it's the most delicious hot chocolate or coffee or tea or anything...I am physically incapable of drinking it all. A whole cup, half a cup, two drinks worth--doesn't matter. I will inevitably leave some in the bottom of the mug.
I don't know if it's because I drink it too slow and then it gets cold, which is really disgusting, or if it's just a quirk.

Anyway, moving on to a totally unrelated subject. (Maybe coffee somehow correlates to the workplace and working and life-goals, etc...I dunno, my brain is kind of random.) But this is something I have been thinking about a lot lately.
I am really, really tired of...merely going through the motions of everyday life. This is mostly related to my job and that whole aspect of my life.*

I'm tired of being complacent and just coming to this job that I don't love, putting my 8 hours in and looking forward to exactly 4:30 when I can run out the doors. Some days it gets to me more than others, but those days are becoming more frequent lately. I find myself wanting something more, wanting something more meaningful and enjoyable and...better.
I don't think it's a secret to anyone who knows me that I really want to go back to school. Lately, I've been trying to imagine how that would work out. I'm getting too old to be a full-time student and I don't think I could even afford it at this point.
But then I think maybe if I lived in Oklahoma (where it's 1/3 cheaper and much easier)...? And then I think, "hell no, I do not want to move back to OK!"
And it's this constant battle of uncertainty and upset.

All I know is that I'm tired of doing this. And I just want to do something with my life before it passes me by.





*For the record, I am very, very happy with other parts of my life. :)