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I can't afford therapy. Between #2's art classes, #1's play therapy, and #3's extra pair of leg braces, it's just not happening. Oh yes and the $20+ THOUSAND dollars we need to pay in tuition this year. Can't afford much.
But there's one thing I can afford.
I can afford to buy a cappucino and sit in a cafe for hours, listening to trendy music and looking like I'm doing something very important on my computer.
As a harried mother constantly on the verge of a nervous breakdown, I value the time I can spend in a place that is...
... clean...
... calm...
... where there are grown-ups...
Add something just a little sweet and adult-tasting, and that's it. I am relaxed.
Whenever friends and acquaintances of mine begin to speak about moving out of town, I can fantasize for a few minutes of endless space, grass, and a bigger house. But of course, I have to ask: Are there any kosher cafes in this out of town place? I don't know if I demote myself to cholov stamm and Starbucks...
So I take cafes very seriously.
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And apparently I took living IN town pretty seriously because of them. But in the interim, I actually have moved out of town. And to be sure, I miss my cafes terribly. But since Odradeks closed, I guess life was just meant to change...
I would like to write more about where this blog is going, but it's so severe, I'll be putting it up in another post... Hopefully in a few minutes.
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And apparently I took living IN town pretty seriously because of them. But in the interim, I actually have moved out of town. And to be sure, I miss my cafes terribly. But since Odradeks closed, I guess life was just meant to change...
I would like to write more about where this blog is going, but it's so severe, I'll be putting it up in another post... Hopefully in a few minutes.