There’s only one problem with our wonderful little cottage — it doesn’t have internet access. So we spend a lot of early mornings down at Blond Coffee checking email. I try to do a little work while Jamie tries to read Hollywood gossip sites. Of course, I usually manage to piss her off by talking about politics and the ObamaCare disaster while she’s trying to read about Brangelina.
Blond is on Angaston’s main street just two short blocks from our cottage. I have about six cups of tea every morning and won’t leave until I’m fully jacked up on caffeine and ready for the rest of the day.
If our cottage is our home away from home, Blond is our office away from the office.