Tuesday, May 29, 2012
Even though I've been off of caffeine for about four months now, never really loved it, and only drank a small amount, I've gone through constant obsessing over it for the past two weeks. That was when I threw the coffeemaker and remainder of the coffee away. For some reason, that was a huge thing and every day I tell myself that I'm going to go buy a new one and new supply. I even dream about coffee. It's so bizarre. I must link it to something that is deeper than just coffee.
Anyway, I had a meeting this morning and the other person fixed the venue at a nearby Starbucks. I told myself that I could have decaf or even break my streak. But when I arrived, I smelled the aroma, watched her drink hers, and didn't want to get one at all. All that obsessing and when it came right down to it, I didn't want it anyway.
Wonder how many other things I think I want that I actually don't! (smiling) Sounds like I don't know myself very well, but I really do. Anyway, I feel that today's victory was a huge one. Hooray for me.