Is it Me?

Everyone who reads my blog knows that I love my coffee.
In fact I am quite the snob in that I grind my own beans.
I use flavored coffee creamer.
International Delight Double Double.
Or I did until yesterday.
First off I slept passed 7 on a Sunday.
Made my coffee looking over the cleanliness of the apartment and am content.
I cleaned and moved things around this weekend.
Pour my piping hot coffee settle on the couch and take my first sip.
My forehead creases as I get a wee aftertaste.
Not enough to make me go ugh but enough to make me notice it.
Okay maybe I did not put enough coffee in.
There was no way that I was drinking that cup.
I ended up dumping coffee and making a second pot.
Same thing still have this funky aftertaste so am thinking that my coffee has gone off.
Dump out the coffee.
Run over to Tim’s and get myself a fresh bag of ground coffee.
Come home and make another pot.
Still the aftertaste and lightbulb goes off.
Maybe it is the cream?
I have two bottles so I decided to open up the other one and try.
Still have the aftertaste.
By now I am worried that it is me.
Is this a new thing?
Am I never going to be able to drink coffee again?
Decided that I was going to have another cup of coffee and use milk this time to color it.
Hesitantly took a sip (I mean coffee is the nectar of the gods and if I had to forsake it there were going to be serious consequences) and thankfully nirvana filled my mouth.
Now I know there are a lot of you shaking your head like what the hell Jay?
Do most normal people not check the cream before going to such extremes?
Have you met me?
I mean in my mind not only did I not just buy said cream I have never had a problem.
Two bottles as well.
What are the odds?
I have dumped the cream out and am taking both bottles back for a refund.
I don’t ever return things but this is a case where I cannot use and it is not the same as a liter of table cream going bad.
These creamers cost $6.00 a container.
See I am a snob.
This passed week was a really decent week for me.
WordPress cheered me on each day I posted by letting me know I was on a streak.
Which did not last through the weekend.
More so because of the cleaning and moving and needing to relax after.
Pain?
My shoulder is doing really well.
I have energy.
I have been soaking almost nightly in a hot tub at night to help relax muscles.
I added 9000 mg of raw herb in powder form of Tumeric.
It is to naturally help with pain and inflammation of the joints.
Have been taking it for almost a month.
One pill a day.
I have also been ensuring that at work I am using my left arm to do all the heavy work.
I kinda have to given that last week I tried to lift a 4lt jug of milk over my head using my right arm and nearly dropped it.
I now feel though that I can begin the rebuilding of the area without causing any additional pain to myself.
Lastly I was in a till on Friday and being my usual cheerful self.
Although with the lessening of pain I am even more exuberant in my cheerfulness as I am not rocking pain.
Chit chatting with my customers.
Enjoying my day.
I am serving one of my regular customers.
Asked him where his glasses are.
He is flummoxed that I recognize him with his mask on and no glasses.
As he left he said something that I have never heard at least not applied to me.
“If everyone was as happy as you are there would be no wars in this world.”
Now if that ain’t a tag to try and live up to.
But I am willing to give it a shot.
Spread happiness and joy.
Curb the negativity and glee in beating another person/community/nationality etc to the ground.
Curb the desire to rule everyone and everything in one way and one way only.
Curb the destruction of our Mother Earth.
I know that those are pipe dreams.
But they are my pipe dreams.
Pipe dreams are totally opposite of pipe bombs I am not advocating those.
But pipe dreams…..
Maybe we should all strive to lay a better pipeline to life.
©May 3/21
Pictures are my own

Author: Jay-lyn Doerksen

A single hard working mom of a soon to be teenage son. A poet and story teller I have wanted to write since I was a child. This space is where I share stories about myself and my life and the creative poetry that stirs my soul. My hope is you will pull up a chair and a cup of coffee delving into the world that I offer and you find simple enjoyment for a few moments. Welcome to The Wonderful & Wacky World of One Single Mom

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