Kicking Coffee To The Curb...Again

At one point during the holidays, I realized that I was on my 5th cup of coffee for the day. To be truthful, I don't even like the taste of coffee, but I sure was liking the added energy it was giving me. My caffeine driven state perked me up enough to get all of the items on the holiday check list checked off.

Many people look forward to the quietude of the New Year, but January is never boring and dull for our household. There is the De-Christmas factor, The Back to School Routine Factor, The Brother and Sister In Law's Birthday Factor, and most of all, The Husband's Birthday Factor.

I am well into 2011 and I was still sucking back the coffee like there's no tomorrow. Sometimes, it was the only thing propping me up and propelling me to the next activity.

On Saturday, I made a conscious decision. I put the coffee machine away. Well, I actually moved it out to the ark. I moved three modes of coffee making out to the ark. I left myself with a kettle and my Raspberry Earl Grey Tea.

I'll let you know how that works out for me, my family, and a thousand little volunteer things that I'm responsible for. I'm optimistic...but I also know it's only a matter of time.

A Year as a Coffee Drinker

Thank you, coffee. You have shown me that I can sleep less and do more. I've gained an entire extra hour of my day.

I get up, drink you, and I'm on warp speed for the next 90 minutes. That's enough to get three children out the door, to school and unload the dishwasher. Even more if I'm lucky and play my cards right.

On days when I'm feeling blue, I think about why I might be having these feelings. Then I realize, I haven't had my morning coffee.

I used to be in trouble if I ever had a double shot. Now, double shots, as in the caffeine kind, are the only thing propping me up throughout the day.

I've become a coffee robot. I am a slave to my Nespresso machine. Will Nespresso ever make organic coffee? It's the only thing I drink in my life that is consistantly not organic. This is one of the downsides to my habit.

I did not drink coffee until I was 40. Now at 41, I am afraid to face my day without it.