WHY DON’T YOU? #161

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Monday:

Why don’t you start each day with a mimosa? If I didn’t work in public education, I’d take my own advice. I had the past week off, so I made the most delicious breakfast cocktail. I don’t know what the name is for this, but I’m just going to call it a passion fruit mimosa. I poured some concentrate I found at my favorite Mexican grocery store into my beloved gilded champagne flute, then topped it with some great champagne I found at ALDI. Divine. I was in such a good mood!

Tuesday:

Why don’t you go to your local Mexican grocery store and peruse the many health teas available for purchase? The other day, I grabbed a package of something that was supposed to give me energy. It tastes and looks identical to chamomile, so I really don’t know what it is, and I certainly didn’t feel more energetic, but it was a fun way to spend a dollar. Like I told you ages ago, the tea I bought from a witch in Mexico City really did make me feel lively — I do wonder what’s in there. Perhaps it’s best not to know?

Wednesday:

Why don’t you revisit an old hobby of yours that you’ve let go dormant? I adore baking, you know that, this website originally spawned out of my pastry school experience. (I recently went back and read some of those — dear god I’m endlessly sorry about how poorly I wrote and how much I complained!) Now that my classes are done until January, I’ve been dealing with free time and I don’t know what to do with it. It’s really weird. Last night I made a passion fruit cake that was LIT and then some buckwheat chocolate chip cookies that were amazing. I was having so much fun. So many dishes, though. Thank Buddha for my dishwasher. Do what you love, reader.

Thursday:

Why don’t you blindly rummage through your clothes and build an outfit based on the first thing your hand touches? I have been incredibly uninspired lately when it comes to my attire, so I looked for something new in desperation. Using my suggestion, I found a black and white striped T-shirt that I forgot I owned. I paired this with an oversized black and white lady’s blouse I found at Goodwill. I’m living my best life. I look amazing.

Friday:

Why don’t you digitize all the documents in your life to preserve them for the future? I just watched a news segment about a man working to archive as many books as he can from a monastic library in case those fuckers from ISIL show up and burn the place down. It was absolutely fascinating and I quite idolized him. In another life, I’d quite like to be an archivist for ancient documents. Maybe I will still. Life is very long after all and I will never have just one job… Anyway, I was so delighted by his efforts and it made me think. When I finally croak, there’s a strong possibility that all my many writings and pictures and art will be lost forever. Tossed in the trash, recycled, used to insulate walls or whatever. If I save it now, though, future historians and archaeologists will have a well rounded snapshot of my life. I’m always thinking about this. I’m going to organize everything…my legacy.

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