Ryan Adams, Coffee and A Chance to Think

God bless ye, Ryan Adams.  I’ve got your entire catalogue (well, minus a few Whiskeytown records) on random.  “My love for you is real…”  That’s what was playing.  Not saying that I love you – oh hell, who am I kidding?!?!  Yeah it’s love.  Like teenage girls love teen idols.  Like cats love sleeping.  Like kids love screaming.  That kind of surface-level-it-makes-me-feel-good kinda love.

And then there’s the coffee.  Another God bless ye to coffee.  Today my caffeine laden nectar of life comes courtesy of the Copper Cup – downtown Bloomington.  Used to be at this place almost everyday when I worked down here.  So coming back here to do work is a touch ironic and nestalgic.  But it’s great.

Let me be clear, I love being at home with my daughter, Abigail.  She’s so beautiful, so funny, SO my child.  But I took a major plunge: I started my own business (i.e. became unemployed by choice) and became a stay-at-home-dad literally the same day.  WHAT WAS I THINKING?  : )

Seriously, though, it’s been tough.  But things are coming together.  My business (if you can call it that, it’s a website and a few clients to pay the bills – nothing more, nothing less) is moving.  My wicked Wordpress skillz are coming together and my dream to be a professional blogger is shaping up.  But working part time and being dad full-time is a rough adjustment. I’m just thankful I’ve got a good natured, calm daughter.  Couldn’t make it work if I had a hellion, whirling dirvish of a child!

Well, I came here to the Copper Cup for a reason.  To be away from home, away from Becca and Abby and to get some work done.  As my old coworkers would’ve said – GSD.  Get Shit Done.  There you have it.