So let me tell you a story about this morning.
I left the house later than usual. Why?
- I hit the snooze several times
- I did a mini 15 minute wake-up workout
- I took the time to actually do my hair
- I steamed my shirt to reduce the wrinkles
- I cleaned out my handsome betta's bowl
- I emptied the dishwasher... no wait - I didn't do that yet.
Because I left a bit later, traffic was more congested than usual - even with all of the sneaky shortcuts I have to get through town in a traffic jam.
This situation would have put old me (circa 4 months ago) into a fit of panic.
"I'm late! I'm going to be so behind! I have a mountain of work at my desk! It's going to be such a stressful day!"
Today, however - I handled it the same way that I've been handling it the past 5 weeks - by stopping in to Peet's coffee shop for an almond milk latte.
Doesn't this just make me more late? Yes it does. But to me the "late" doesn't apply anymore like it used to.
The latte is a symbol of freedom, a sign of a relaxed attitude, a person who can stroll in to the office with her hands cradled around a warm latte and say "Hello! Good morning! Happy Hump Day!".
That mountain of work I used to stress about is still there, but the way I have learned to approach it is so much more productive and present.
This latte isn't just a latte - it's just one of the many signs of a new and improved version of me.




