I like coffee. But I only allow myself to brew it on the weekends.
Sitting down with my cup of decaf coffee on weekend mid-mornings is my own little tradition I started several months ago.
Because I like routines, traditions if you will.
My coffee tradition is just about the only constant in my life these days and I think this is why I crave it so much. My job is crazy. I plan everything in pencil because I just don’t know if I’ll be able to stick to the schedule I plan for myself.
The knowledge that I really can’t plan my workdays like I used to when I was in the classroom is in itself a constant. I do, however, need an element in my life that doesn’t change.
Something I can put on my calendar in ink.
Something I can count on to never deviate.
Weekend java brews.