I absolutely love rainy Saturday mornings. Something about rolling out of bed to little peaks of gray coming through the windows, looking out at the mist and the seagulls, cozying up in my fleece sweatshirt and wool socks, and sipping some expertly made Ricky-coffee that makes my heart happy. I love that I can venture out into the city in my boots, that I can come out of a sweaty dance or yoga class and be greeted by cool, refreshing air, or that I can simply step out my front door and gaze down the hill at the Puget Sound getting all frothy and adventurous.
I like adventure.
Today I'm baking bread, looking for a Father's Day gift, performing at On the Boards, and then heading off to work. Long, busy, day.
Also, this is very up in the air right now so I'm going to be very vague and secret-y, but I think I may have scored an additional job for next school year at a very reputable location doing something that I actually enjoy and am good at doing and involving musical theater. I'll still be working my cocktailing job, but this would be great both for my resume and for my efforts to squirrel away as much money as possible for The Big Move.
I have some dough to go squish now, so I'm off. Enjoy this lovely Saturday, whether you have sun or rain.