So, it's never been a secret. I have been a caffeine junky for years now. A real junky with the whole eyes that bug and hands that shake without my fix-kind of junky.
I have made feeble attempts to break myself from the addiction- but never got much farther than cutting out a Diet Pepsi in the evenings or slimming back from 12 cups in the morning to 8. About two years ago I cut back on my Starbucks. I did go everyday....and it's about 12 miles away, mind you.
Then I cut back on my afternoon sweet tea earlier this year.....and one thing led to another and I just didn't like the dependency on my "drug" of choice. So, I've gradually (very gradually) started making 1 less cup of coffee in the mornings, started buying fewer sodas and switching to Sprite's (if I go out to eat). Then I realized that it was time to be serious- and stop pussy-footing around the idea of cutting back. I needed to go all the way- or not at all......(the not AT ALL was very tempting- trust me!)
Now. Just for the record. I'm not a nice decaf person. At all. I'm totally irritated and grouchy. I mean- picture worse case scenario....yea, now times that by two.
I'm slowly adjusting. Really. My kiddos reminded me of roaches when the light came on.....when I came out of the office they would all scatter and look for cover.
Anyhow, I'm slowly adjusting to my "unleaded" lifestyle. It's been tough. Lots of headaches. But I can see the light now- and it doesn't give me a splitting headache. :)
I have made a lot of lifestyle changes recently. I'm also dieting- WITH SUCCESS! (that's always a plus!) I've continued my gym membership and go each morning. I can see the results and so do others- which is motivational in its own sense.
In order to get to the gym and back before work requires me getting up earlier. My mom and sister go with me. We leave the house at 7 am each morning so that I can be back to work by 8:45. Do you see a justification to my grumpiness? Waking up earlier, working out, doing without caffeine. I mean my gracious....I think I have a reason to be a little snarky!
Oh, and since I'm talking about self-inflicted pain. Holy moly. I waxed my upper lip for the first time. Actually, my SISTER did the "honors" for me. And good gracious. I spurted tears and stood on my tippy-toes and sucked in and exhaled all at the same time! I mean really- don't laugh. I seriously saw stars. And the funny thing is....it's time to do it again. *LOL* And I will. Oh the things we do in the name of vanity.
So, that's whats been going on with me. Just finding new and improved ways to torture myself everytime I turn around. :) And the funny thing that I just noticed- is that everything (except the decaf thing) my sister is right there with me. I think she may have it out for me?? (LOL) I see a definate pattern here.
