beverage

So, after having 3 different drinks during 3 different meetings at 3 different coffee shops, I am well hydrated. Knowing my life today was going to be a series of beverages that I had to order, in order to earn my right to occupy a chair at each shop, I decided to pace myself.

First, it was time with God and mint tea. I told Him mint was probably one of His best inventions.

Second, it was decaf café mocha with a friend. That's a regular favorite of mine. However, she had a fresh-squeezed green apple juice, and I kept it in mind for future reference. Future reference, as in later this evening.

Third—later this evening—it was a fresh-squeezed pineapple/green apple juice; same coffee shop chain, different location. With another friend. Great conversation. Great juice. I might never order coffee at that coffee shop again. (Although I'm also partial to their hazelnut latte. Hmmm. Dilemma.)

I barely saw Mr. all day. But when I got home from my last meeting it was after 8. He was finishing up some work, and then headed to bed early. I'm finishing up this blog, trying to get into the bedroom quickly, but he'll probably be asleep by the time I'm done.

Tomorrow I have a doctor's appointment. Another one. My heart has been feeling weird lately. And even though everything in me says it's nothing, and don't be a hypochondriac, I decided to have it checked out. I am feeling foolish for letting the spot on my chin go for as long as I did, until it was a big-ish problem. But now I'm afraid I'll go in there tomorrow, my heart will not be doing the "weird" things, she won't see anything, and I'll feel foolish for being an alarmist.

Actually, I don't think I can win here. If the doctor sees a problem, I'll be vindicated, but unwell. If she doesn't see anything, then I'll feel embarrassed for making a deal out of nothing. I'm not quite sure which option is preferable…

(Just kidding. I'll take momentary embarrassment over a heart condition any day.)  :-P

OK. I'm going to go search out either Mr. or the cat, both of whom should have missed me WAY more than they apparently have today, since neither one is cuddled close soaking in my presence after my very busy, very absent, very beverage-filled day.