I have wanted to do a weekly, completely random and somewhat personal blog post for a really long time. But, I’ve been afraid. Have you ever wanted to do something, but been afraid? Afraid you’d fail? Afraid people won’t like you? Well, I have. It stinks. As far as I can tell, it just holds you back from pursuing your dreams and reaching the greatness we are all made for! I’m done with fear and excuses. So… WELCOME to the first edition of Frivolous Fridays!
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I love coffee. It’s one of my love languages. Don’t believe me? It’s true. Nearly every morning for the last ten years my husband has greeted me with a hot cup of joe. It’s our morning ritual… I lie in bed and whine about how much I despise and loathe the morning, he smiles knowingly, hands me the coffee and I concede to another morning. He knows the way to my heart… coffee.
Brace yourself friends… we’ve gone unleaded. Those closest to me are scared. For good reason, caffeine and I have had a good run. Breaks up are not fun, but when a relationship gets unhealthy it’s necessary. It’s been hard. I’ve been tired. I miss my morning companion… caffeeeeine. But, I’m one week in and I think I’m over the hump. Here’s to decaf, abandoning fear and really awesome husbands!
Happy Frivolous Friday!!!
