Since Friday. I think we have changed our hours nine times according to how tired we are.

At the moment:
7:30 am to 5:00 pm Monday through Friday
8:00 am to 12:00 Saturday and Sunday

So tired. But I love my customers. Opening a cafe is reconfirmation of how many good people there are in the world. We have people on their way to work, people who have stopped working, moms with babies, students of every age. There is a high school at the end of my street on the East River and those kids love cookies.

The coffee is really good. I couldn’t be happier with it. It’s called Intelligentsia. Every morning I hold my cup steady and tip my hat to its deliciousness. Which becomes more and more important, the less sleep you get. I have been losing sleep like sand through a sieve. Too much in the head and no time to let it be.
Molly died yesterday, which I tell you, wasn’t easy. I loved that dog from my heels up.
Ferdinand is going to print off a picture of her for us so we can hang it in the cafe.
I miss her so much when I come and she’s not there.