So I survived the day. And tomorrow is Friday eve, and then it’s Friday proper, and that means I get to hide and sleep and just disappear over the weekend, and if only I could disappear every other week for an entire week my life would feel so much more manageable. Best place ever: in bed. best. Place. ever.
Somehow, this tea was a bit disappointing tonight. I read sil’s tasting note on it and she said that this tea was good, although it likely wouldn’t brew consistent cups, and she may be right (that’s right, I said you’re right, haha!). Perhaps not—I’ve enjoyed all my cups of it thus far, it’s just that tonight’s cup left something to be desired. In the past, I didn’t have quite the same level of temptation to start keychanging the cup up with milk and/or sugar, but this cup was kind of watery and a bit sad. Still not bad though, and it only got better as it cooled. Perhaps I’ll cold-brew it next.
Oh, and I forgot to mention this, but in my state of anxiety at work yesterday, I managed to leave my carry mug behind at my desk, and because I was still all wound up this morning, didn’t take tea into work at all. And I felt this immediate rush of affection for my carry mug as soon as I saw it on my desk because, like, it (and the tea it contained, obviously) saw me through such a rough day yesterday, and omg the drinking experience is just amazing. The mesh lid! just get one, guys!