Life’s Little Shifts That Equal a Whole Lotta Change

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Have I mentioned that life is forever changing? I think I might have mentioned it a time or two. These last two weeks have done it quite well. Two of my favorite people have either left, or are leaving my work place. Sassy Girl is off on a new venture… she’s just down the street, building up her arm muscles and upper body, a la me, with baking. I told her the other day her arms are gonna be so buff. It was sad to lose her, though we didn’t have much time to grieve because there she was filling in, two days after her last day. Well, at least she’s not far away. Making cookies… I already love her even more.

Then the same week I found out Coffeeman was moving on to a new venture. That one was harder to process. Because, see, Coffeeman, for all his faults, (yes, he has them, we all have faults) took us from the horrors of a megalomaniac type boss, or set of bosses, and shaped us all into a more well rounded team. Sure, there are still pits in the mirror and a few chunks that need some filing out, but we are at least capable of running a restaurant when he’s not around. He hasn’t left yet, per se, though I know he has in his mind. I’ve missed him for months, and months. I’ve known this was coming, for months, and months. I’ve missed the original Coffeeman of last year. He was instrumental in getting me out of my shell, and while I’m still not there to where I want to be, I’m much better. Much, much better. I will miss his bizarre jokes I never get, his music and movie references, his hugs when I’m breaking, and his well, Coffeemaness. I can’t explain it.

How I feel about Coffeeman isn’t something I can explain. The thought of him being gone makes me want to cry my heart out. As it was, I was ‘fine’ for a day or two, then just broke down at work after a stressful evening and a blood sugar issue. The next day was Sassy Girl’s last day and one of my lovely servers and I were just not ok. We were bawling our hearts out. Ok, maybe more me, but I just was not processing it too well. It was sudden in a sense, and a crazy week, and boom, just stress. And I can’t explain my attachment to Coffeeman other than he came when my world was crashing and fixed a hella lot. That right there will create a connection that is unexplainable. Same as Lucifer came right when the first Chef was killing me. Lucifer wasn’t good for me, but he got me through the mess, even though he created a mess Coffeeman had to fix. Weird, right? I guess it is just all on coping mechanisms.

Jersey Boy is our new chef, and GM. So far, so good. I’m excited. It’s been good getting to know him and work with him this past week. It is a delight that he likes working pizza and likes to bake. And he’s tall. (John Wayne was tall…) <— While You Were Sleeping movie quote reference. Bare with me. I’m dubbing him Jersey Boy only because my first thought when I saw his face was he was from Jersey, which is so far off the mark it’s hilarious. But when a name gets in my head, boom, it’s stuck there. So if anyone ever tells him this, I’m looking at you Miss Holly…. please explain it’s because I envisioned a jersey accent. And please don’t tell him this, Miss Holly.

I’m writing more these days, in my head and on paper. I’ve started using Google Docs a lot because I can read things while at work. I also like One Note, though it’s harder for me to use or get comfortable with. I’m not sure why. It’s easier to pull up on my phone, but on my computer it stutters along.

Summer is in the height of heat. Right now it’s in the upper 80s and I’m inside on my “Sunday” not doing the laundry I should be doing. I have a stack of dishes too. I should get on that. I’m in a Gatsby, oracle cards, nature poetry and sultry nights frame of mind. I want to watch classic films. Breakfast at Tiffany’s is calling me. I have a Cary Grant film on my dvr that I shall get to later, but well, that’s my weekly update.

I wanted to start typing up poetry from two years ago that didn’t turn into anything but is filing up my last journal, but when I started reading it, it was just too jumbled. Now I don’t know what to do with it. Does anyone else have moments where they want to share things like that but they don’t know how to work it? Do you have any suggestions?

While I’m rambling on, I just want to give a shout out toNathan at The Myth of Prometheus which has been an amazing blog to follow. I’m so impressed with his writing and ideas. I can honestly say I would like to meet him in person.  His writing has inspired me to want to post more poetry as well, though, like I said in the above paragraph, I haven’t. I need to. I think it’s also because of him I’m dabbling in more flash fiction. I forgot how much I liked it.

So, there we have it.

Kate

6 thoughts on “Life’s Little Shifts That Equal a Whole Lotta Change

  1. For me, nothing pulls me to soul writing than when my guts are spilling out and the world seems on tilt.

    Aimee Bender, in her essay “Light The Dark” describes the “magical alchemy of poetry.” We can’t make gold without heat (and pain).

    I look forward to reading the poems and stories that emerge during your current losses and changes.

    • I love that quote. And I now need to look up that essay. I can honestly say my poetry is in a unique stage. And ironically, mythology and Greek stories are playing a part in it. About heroes and muses and light and dark. The “hounds of hell” was in a song today and it kept playing over and over in my head. There’s this weird push and pull and tug coming from all angles. I can’t wait to share. I have wanted to recently, but as it’s too close to certain people at work, I have debated how to share it with you fellow writers who know me. Something on Facebook, I suspect that is in a private forum.

  2. Wow I love this post. Isn’t that so true, though? Nothing ever is constant, but I guess that’s what makes life so good!

    And also THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU for the shout-out! I’m so honoured. I literally blushed and had the big dopey grin on my face and subsequently told everyone I knew that you said those kind things! Haha. I would absolutely love to be friends. You are such a kind soul. Truly! Thank you ❤️ And I’m sorry about the lag time on this! I just got out of the hospital. I’m ok (some pain but hopefully that’ll pass!) but prayers and good thoughts are very appreciated!! 🙂

    • I struggle with change, “Oh I’ve been afraid of change, because I built my life around you”…. Stevie Nicks, but at the same time, change is good. The change now is good.

      You are quite welcome for the shoutout! I know that feeling of telling everyone I know about amazing or fun things. Even if they don’t care, I have to tell them. And now I shall pop off a quick personal email to you.

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