Oh, hello! Come in. Have some coffee…
After today, I’m going to try to give up coffee. *SOB* This is not a decision I just made this morning while taking a walk. I’ve been thinking about this for a while.
A few weeks ago, I took a Friday off from the Gas ‘n Sip and decided to not have coffee. Well, it was really more that I was too bloody lazy to get off my substantial ass-et and make some. When I woke up on Saturday, I had the most excruciating headache and knew that it could only be the result of caffeine withdrawal. So after diving in face first and swimming around in a freshly brewed pot, I felt so much better!
I also recognized that this was not good. Clearly, I was jonesing for a fix. (OOOO, I sounded so gangsta right then… heh.) I decided that once my supply of coffee ran out, I would stop. I’d done it before. I can do it again. Right? *sob*
One other thing I also knew. I could not go thru detox while at work. If my previous headache was any indication, the Gas ‘n Sip and I could not be a part of each others existence during this time. My snarkiness was already too well known and documented around the Slurpee machine to add this fiasco.
Originally, I thought I would be well stocked enough to make it until my August vacation. (Nope, not doing anything during that time either. Thanks for asking. Well, maybe a trip to see Meffa in VT…) Anyhoo, turns out, I just brewed my last pot. I’m sitting here, savoring the flavor and the smoothness. *sob*
I love the flavor of coffee. I love the smell of coffee. What did me in the last time – why I started drinking it again – was that I just switched to decaf. I teased my taste buds with that delicious liquid and thought I was stronger than my need. HA!!! I’m such a fool. I am powerless against coffee.
“Hello. My name is Mary. I’m a coffee-holic.”
In preparation for this fiasco life change, I have purchased some lovely loose tea. I’m looking forward to trying it. It’s called Raspberry Sangria Tea. (I do love me some Sangria!!) Tomorrow will be the first day. I’d like to apologize now for any residual snatchiness that might surface during my withdrawal. Other than the anticipated headaches, frothing at the mouth, eye tics, convulsions, vomiting, and sweating, I think I will be fine. *sob*
Wish me luck. And pray to whichever goat you worship that I make it thru alive. Where is Dr. Drew and his “Gas ‘n Sip Employee Rehab” when I need him??
For now, I’m going to sit and cry into my coffee…