Two guys that live in my house, Lazlo (left) and Fabio (right) carry Fabio’s paintings to a little place where they will be on display on the walls. Lazlo has lived in Aruba for several years. I think he may originally be from Poland. He has lived in Colombia a half year or so now. He has a business that he can do online. And Fabio is from Colombia.
Last night, one of my friends called me up to see what I was doing. She wanted to meet me at the bus station and go to Tin Tin Deo together. We had a great evening with other friends with lots of salsa dancing. Since it was “International Day of Women”, I took a bag of small individually wrapped chocolates to give to my women friends. I got to bed at about 1:30 a.m., but still got up at 6:15 and was at the gym at about 7 this morning to work out. Habits are hard to break.
Today was my 15th day without coffee. I texted my dentist to see if I could have coffee today. He said I could, but don’t overdo it. I wanted to go to Juan Valdez for my first cup, but never made it. So, I had another day without coffee. Tomorrow, I will go to Juan Valdez for my first cup. I want the best Colombian coffee. I can’t wait. Actually, going without hasn’t been too bad. I never had headaches like some people get when they quit. I had a few days of feeling listless and more sleepy than usual, but that’s all. But, I really missed my cup with the morning newspaper. And, I think, what I miss most is the social part of sharing coffee with others.