Needing it..

Yesterday, my coffee maker broke and brewed a rancid pot of coffee. And since my mini coffee maker is in storage at my mom's, I had to break down and buy generic instant coffee last night. I am the true embodiment of a coffee fiend. If I go even a day without some caffeine in my body, my head feels like Neil Peart is playing a drum solo on my brain (I'm giving myself 10 pts for the Rush metaphor). I'm not just talking a little headache, pop some Tylenol, all's well again...I'm talking full-on migraine, mixed with a little nausea, let's take a nap for a while. Pretty soon, my story will be the subject of an episode of "Intervention". You'll see me in back alleys, hustling the Starbucks barista for their day-old brews. I'm not even a fan of the Starbucks coffee (although they do brew a mean iced tea), but I found myself drinking a lot of it because it was right across the street from the job. Accessible doesn't always equal acceptable. Luckily, I didn't need too much to get my fix. I could settle for a tall, gulp it down in one breath, and be headache-free for the day. Giving up alcohol has been easier for me than giving up caffeine.

Which reminds me...

I am on day three of "sobriety". I use quotation marks because I don't plan on giving it up all together. I've just set limits for myself: no drinking Sunday-Thursday, and only 3 drinks MAXIMUM on Friday and Saturday (if I absolutely must drink). Despite how it sounds, no, I'm not an alcoholic in need of an intervention...this is more of a weight-loss strategy. My drink of choice being beer, it's easy to pack on the calories when you're having a good time night after night. Come summer, I'mma come out looking more toned and tighter than a jock strap.

I can't wait.