It's cold this morning. Sunny, but cold. I'm noticing it more because I didn't put on a coat before leaving the house. Just that hoodie with the orange stripe along the arm. I figured I'd just get in my car, and that would be it. But it's pretty cold. Also, I shaved my head the other day, so even when the cat walks by, I feel a breeze on my head.
1842 is quiet today, and the sun's coming in through the east window, making it nice and toasty in here. My double Americano is in a smaller vessel today, and it's strong and hot. It's in one of those big ceramic mugs that weighs about 5 pounds when it's empty, but no complaints this morning. There's only maybe 6 other people in here. A casual business couple is sitting quietly at one of the center tables, talking quietly about problems with work ... with their respective relationships. They are not seeing each other, but they seem fascinated by each other. That's apparent.
I get a new water softener tomorrow. Plumber-guy is coming in at 8, and he may not be finished before I have to drive to Toronto to drop off some servers. I probably won't be able to leave KW until after noon, meaning I either go get dinner in Toronto, or else I have to deal with rush-hour traffic on my way out of town. Maybe I'll head over to that awesome buddhist restaurant at Gerrard and Logan: Simon's Vegetarian Wok. Mmmn. They made the best beancurd rolls.
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