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Morning Reflection

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I’m at the coffee shop a few hours earlier today, enjoying my Butterbeer coffee  — the one the owner already had entered into the till before I could get to the counter. My phone is playing music from violinist I found on TikTok  and my book — or at least the parts that I have finished and printed — sits in front of me.  My notebook where my story sits— handwritten with love — rests to the right of me practically screaming to be seen. It’s almost like the notebook itself knows we’re on a time crunch and is urging me to get it together.  I can almost hear it. “ Stupid author. Doesn’t she know we’re on a deadline? What does that blog post have that I don’t that makes it so important?”  And the thing is, I wish I could say that the notebook that holds the story that I’m about to give the world, was the more important of the two, but they’re truth is they’re both equally important. I titled this blog the “ Daily Stories from the Coffee Shop ” not “The Weekly storie...
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It’s go-time!

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Welcome to today’s update from the coffee shop. I got here later than I wanted. My schedule tends to revolve around my husband’s, and when he doesn’t start work until 11:30, it throws my whole routine out of whack. To make things even stranger, we’ve got to get our son to the middle school by 5 for his helmet fitting for football. Meanwhile, the countdown is on: 34 days left until this book needs to be finished and in the hands of beta readers. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t nervous. But honestly, the nerves have only fueled my tenacity to push forward and get it done. If that means sacrificing sleep tonight to juggle writing, DoorDashing, and football? Then that’s exactly what I’ll do. So what’s the plan today? ✍️ Write as long as I can here at Pups and Cups (🐶 + ☕️) before heading out to DoorDash. 🚗 Dash for about an hour before picking up my son and husband for the parent meeting and helmet fitting. 🏈 Try not to cry during this huge milestone in my son’s life. (One da...
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Welcome to the Chaos

  On a warm, sunny day back in May, life changed.  I had quit my job back in March and picked up DoorDashing to make ends meet, but the truth was, I wasn’t enjoying life. As a mom of three amazing kids—and with a supportive, loving husband who is his own personal hurricane, complete with a hat collection that seems to multiply overnight—I hadn’t had anything that was just mine in years. My car? It looks like three tornadoes tore through it at once.  My house? It’s less of a home and more of a storm front, with the eight-year-old’s toys and the sixteen-year-old’s makeup claiming every room.  And my bedroom? That’s the eye of the storm, where the chaos of family life collides with my husband’s whirlwind ways, and the floor tells its own story. So, I made a decision: I needed to carve out a space that was mine, untouched by the storms swirling around me. That’s when the coffee shop hunt began. I wanted someplace I could slip into each morning, coffee in hand, and just b...
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