On the day I expected the birth mom to see my profile for the first time, I decided to drive through Starbucks for a special coffee to give the day a special vibe. Also, I hadn’t slept well and needed the extra caffeine. Later that afternoon I found out the birth mom had stayed home with sick children, so she didn’t see the profiles after all. The appointment got bumped a week.
So the next week, on the new special day, I drove through for another special coffee. It was delicious. However, I heard nothing conclusive from the agency or attorney.
Yesterday morning I needed to stop for coffee because all my coffee mugs were dirty (I know, great excuse right?) I stopped at Jacksons because they have a $1 deal right now. Here was my Facebook post soon after:
Stopped at Jacksons for coffee - way too strong and slightly burned. Stopped again at Dutch Brothers and the mocha tastes ick. I guess I'm not supposed to have coffee today.
Of course, later in the afternoon I got the best call ever. So much for my silly special coffee ritual! Apparently the universe will deliver what it wants, regardless of where I get my brew.
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