Moving Forward Coffee Shop Style

Coffee shop.

Husband & I.

Monday nights.

For the past few weeks, we've been trying out a new ritual.

The Monday night "moving forward" ritual, you could call it.

It looks a little like this:

Laptop and books tossed in a bag, out the door, and two cups of coffee ordered at one of our many favorite Chicago coffee shops.

Or sometimes instead of coffee, I go for a hot chocolate.

We settle, and then work across the table from each other until close.
And it turns out, I'm in love with the whole thing.

The whole thing is about moving forward.

You know all those thoughts, plans, and ideas running through your mind and conversations?

I don't know about yours, but mine don't move forward on their own.

It would be nice, but they just don't.
After tossing things around in my mind for a long time, I have a stroke of genius and realize I just need to start. 
Know what I mean?

So, this fall we started "moving forward, coffee shop style."
Husband works on PhD application prep,
and I write up drafts or read clinical literature.
We just really love coffee shops and have a handful of things we need to do, want to do.

But do I love this, or what, I mean really.

This husband.

This city life.

This time in life.

These beginnings.

How do you move forward, friend?

Rock it out, because I believe every single one of you has a gift to grow and use to beautify our world.