Let’s Have a Coffee Date

I so wish I could sit down with each and every one of you, so we could chat about our lives. Since I can’t do that, I thought I would catch y’all on what’s been happening in my world lately with a virtual coffee date (and an iced white mocha, please!).

If we were having coffee, I would tell you there are only 20 days left in Christopher’s intern year (he got two weeks of vacation time at the very end, so he is finishing early). It’s been such a crazy, hectic year, and I am so proud of the way Chris has handled it.

I would tell you that I have been going crazy with the construction outside of my window for the last two weeks. Chicago let the building across from us have an unusual permit where they can do three times the construction you can usually do at a time, so I hear constant banging from 6 a.m. to 6 p.m. every day. Usually, I would just leave to work somewhere else, but I can’t because of my health.

I would mention that I’ve been to Russian/Ukrainian restaurants twice in the past two weeks. I haven’t had my Mama’s cooking in a year, and all my favorite Russian food is too time consuming to make. Chris and I went to Russian Tea Time for pelmini, varenyky, and blini last weekend. This past Sunday, we met up one of my childhood friends and her fiancé for an amazing assortment of Russian and Ukrainian food at Shokolad.

I would tell you I am so excited I found an apartment at the place we wanted with an earlier move-in date. Now we won’t have to put our things in storage for over a month and move twice.

I would probably grumble a little about Christopher’s current rotation. He was supposed to be on a super easy rotation with weekends for the next few weeks, but he got pulled to do a much harder one that he had already done (even though there are people in his intern class who won’t have to do it this year). He has to leave at 5 a.m. every day and comes home around 9 p.m. It’s such a bummer when they change the schedule on us.

I would tell you I am thankful I feel so hopeful and positive about my health. It’s not easy, and I have weak moments (and get discouraged when I can barely move), but I believe God is in control, and everything will work out.

Now it’s your turn! What would you tell me?