Every so often there comes together a combination of things that are very near perfect.
I wrote last week about my search for a new chair that culminated in a successful acquisition. On that same shopping trip and in that self same store my daughter made an outstanding discovery.
I believe it is called TJ Maxx in other countries but for whatever reason it progressed one letter forward when it arrived on our shores. Here it is called TK Maxx. It is one of our favourite places to shop. My clothing style is not run of the mill and I gaze around in other clothing outlets with some frustration because I can never find what I want.
Given that my clothes last for a considerable length of time (except for white shirts, I am rubbish with them, one lasted a less than a day before succumbing to coffee stains, which was a little ironic given that it had Coke bottles on it) I want them to be reasonably good quality and a little different.
I still own a Hawaian shirt that I bought to bring my now 15 year old home from hospital for the first time, I still love the Vietnamese silouhette and boat on it.
Several weeks ago whilst perusing the rails I found a white shirt (I know, don’t learn) that had small jellyfish all over it. There is no accounting for taste but I instantly loved and bought it. My friend was a little bemused by it and asked, “where do you even find something like that?” I of course enlightened him.
Anyway, back to last week.
So while my son and wife are trying to find him clothes for summer my daughter and I go for a rake around the assorted goodies on the various aisles. It is a veritable cornucopia of eclectic gathering, you just never know what you will find.
What we found was a bag containing two of my favourite things, coffee and caramel. Some wonderful genius had infused coffee beans with the deep satisfying aroma of caramel. That cheeky little vent in packs of coffee is a terrific invention, the noses of my daughter and I were firmly pressed against it for some minutes. It was inevitable from that point that it was coming home regardless of cost.
That was when my wife found me planted on my new chair, contentedly sniffing the bag like an excited dog catching the scent of a female on heat. But less agitated.
When I went to pay the lady she was very confused, I handed her the coffee and the label from the chair which was being carried to the door by a willing assistant, the register displayed several hundreds and all she had was coffee, “oh it’s worth it,” I said, leaving her stuck in confusion for a moment.
That first cup last Friday evening was sheer bliss.
If you are not a coffee drinker, apart from having my sympathy, I know you won’t get this. But to find something as simple and enjoyable that does not kill you or get you arrested is just delightful.
Sitting on my terrace with the sun on my face and the gentle coffee/caramel aroma and flavour playing with my olfactory senses was a moment to cherish.
Perspective time, for almost 6 months I had no desire to live. Now I have things which give me pleasure, my desire for all that I once was is returning and that is no small thing. One low dosage caplet per day has managed to set right the levels of chemical imbalance. It isn’t the answer for everyone but it has been for me and I am grateful.