If we were having coffee, I’d tell you how I learned this week that I should only ever drink decaf. On Tuesday I got a medium iced mocha, and I was talking so fast that nobody could understand what I was saying. Today I’ll have a decaf iced mocha instead.
If we were having coffee, I’d show you that I redesigned my blog during those highly caffeinated hours. The layout was feeling a bit tired to me, and keeping things fresh is good. I spent many hours going through new themes, making mockup sites, and getting feedback from Hannah, Allison, Amanda, and Veronica. I’m really happy with the new style, but I’d want your feedback, of course, accepting both compliments and critiques.
If we were having coffee, I’d tell you that on Thursday I had the most low-key birthday I’ve ever had. Ever. Last year my sister and I went clubbing in Madrid for my 18th, but my 19th was spent chatting with long-distance friends, reading, and watching The Office.
While part of me felt disheartened by being friendless on my birthday, I really enjoyed spending the day with no agenda whatsoever. I went mini golfing with some family on Friday (coincidentally an activity that I also did for my 17th birthday with my then-boyfriend) and will have a special birthday dinner with them tonight. There’s cake to be had, you know?
If we were having coffee, I’d show off my new dual macro/fisheye mini-lens I got off Craigslist. It’s halfway between a filter and a full lens, but for people working on a budget it’s a good way to get macro shots. The guy I got it from was really friendly, and even threw in an adapter that I needed to make it fit on my camera for no extra money. I’m really excited to start shooting with it this summer.
If we were having coffee, I’d tell you that I start back at my camp counselor job tomorrow (yes, I have to report to work at 8:30am on a Sunday). I did it last summer, and I had so much fun with the kids and my coworkers that I accepted the offer to come back this year. Now that I’ve proven I’m responsible, I’m likely to be assigned a more steady group of campers (and a more predictable schedule) rather than floating around each week. Part of me is looking forward to getting to work, and part of me is dreading giving up my totally flexible days at home.
And then, of course, I’d turn it over to you. What would you tell me over coffee?