Love this: “All is well. I made the tea work and I’ll make the summer work.” I wonder what’s the equivalent summer moniker to “floor tea”? Looking forward to hearing about your rebrand, and so glad you are on Substack.
I’m so sorry your year has been full of so many “interruptions” and your fun trip is waylaid. On the other hand, chamomile wrangling feels like a very sweet diversion. You’ve also hit peak adulting, saving floor tea for yourself while planning to serve good tea to your guests. PLENTY of folks might not get to that advanced state: congrats! You’re a real graduate (can’t speak for the cats, though in catland that’s probably an achievement too. Or a regular day, who knows). Excited to see your rebrand! I gave myself a similar time frame and am itching for change, too. Happy tea leaves to you - may they spell peace and calm and summer fruits in their inscriptions
Jen, it's 4.16pm here in UK, which as you know is high time to put the kettle on for a cuppa. In honour of you, of Bryan, your chamomile AND your cat, I hereby proclaim my intention to chuck my tea bag on to the floor before I put it into the cup.
Thank you for a tremendous read, as always. Cheers!
In 2192, young Elzem prompts supintel for the hiswiki of florty for the annual genless essay scribing challenge. That’s all they could use supintel for. The promptlog would be appendix B. Their mom always efforted “making the best of an unexpectedly undesirable situation” and would mutter something about some old consumable liquids—lemonade and tea maybe. They smhloled as they read its pre-supintel originory of cats, entropy, and actual exploited plant tea. It must’ve been weird back then, thinks Elzem, but it’s a bennie word.
Floor tea is pretty f’n funny. I would also join you for a cup. I’m sorry about your trip and I can relate to all the who knows you shared. Cheers to embracing what is.
My preference is shag-carpet tea, but I'd drink floor tea to help me stay grounded. Always love your writing. Would have taken your workshop but I'm afraid of becoming any more perfect. Is your new Substack title going to be Floor Tea With Me? Sorry if I spoiled the reveal.
I’d drink floor tea. I liked your story: it reminds me to savor life a little bit more when it’s going according to plan.
Thank you, Tom. Savor-away!
Love this: “All is well. I made the tea work and I’ll make the summer work.” I wonder what’s the equivalent summer moniker to “floor tea”? Looking forward to hearing about your rebrand, and so glad you are on Substack.
Thanks for being so welcoming and encouraging in this space.
I’m so sorry your year has been full of so many “interruptions” and your fun trip is waylaid. On the other hand, chamomile wrangling feels like a very sweet diversion. You’ve also hit peak adulting, saving floor tea for yourself while planning to serve good tea to your guests. PLENTY of folks might not get to that advanced state: congrats! You’re a real graduate (can’t speak for the cats, though in catland that’s probably an achievement too. Or a regular day, who knows). Excited to see your rebrand! I gave myself a similar time frame and am itching for change, too. Happy tea leaves to you - may they spell peace and calm and summer fruits in their inscriptions
Thank you. It's been good to participate in substack as an experiment for a season -- I'm excited to dive in hard.
Look forward to what this means for you! 💞
FLOOR TEA!!!
Jen, it's 4.16pm here in UK, which as you know is high time to put the kettle on for a cuppa. In honour of you, of Bryan, your chamomile AND your cat, I hereby proclaim my intention to chuck my tea bag on to the floor before I put it into the cup.
Thank you for a tremendous read, as always. Cheers!
*raises cup of own-version floor tea in salute*
Thank you, Rebecca!! Fun fact: my former manager lived outside of London, so most days I have a background awareness of UK time. :)
Brilliant! To be perfectly honest, it's pretty much always tea o'clock in my house! 🤣
In 2192, young Elzem prompts supintel for the hiswiki of florty for the annual genless essay scribing challenge. That’s all they could use supintel for. The promptlog would be appendix B. Their mom always efforted “making the best of an unexpectedly undesirable situation” and would mutter something about some old consumable liquids—lemonade and tea maybe. They smhloled as they read its pre-supintel originory of cats, entropy, and actual exploited plant tea. It must’ve been weird back then, thinks Elzem, but it’s a bennie word.
😂😂😂
New York will be here in the fall :-)
FWIW, I’d drink the FLOOR TEA. It sounds exclusive and hard to come by.
Also, I’m very much here for more writing from someone who can turn optimistic into a verb. 💯 💪🏼
I love making up words!
Floor tea sounds fab. I’ll get the 🧊 variety
Oooooo, iced sounds nice for this week - it's going to get hot in Seattle!
It's 2023, Floor tea is hot right now.
The validation I needed!
Floor tea is pretty f’n funny. I would also join you for a cup. I’m sorry about your trip and I can relate to all the who knows you shared. Cheers to embracing what is.
Maybe someday we can all share a cup of tea together - that would be lovely!
It would be so lovely and I imagine probably hilarious. 🌻
My preference is shag-carpet tea, but I'd drink floor tea to help me stay grounded. Always love your writing. Would have taken your workshop but I'm afraid of becoming any more perfect. Is your new Substack title going to be Floor Tea With Me? Sorry if I spoiled the reveal.
omg i’m dying. Though I feel like you missed an opportunity to say, “Sorry if I spilled the tea.” 😂
I think you missed an opportunity to call it a missed opportuni-tea.
When I visit you one day, I will demand floor tea. Be prepared.
DEAL!