Oh, thank Heaven for 7 Eleven

I had recently made the decision to switch from coffee (I had a 6 cup a morning habit) to green tea. It's kind of fuzzy now, but I think the reason I came upon this decision was that I read somewhere that coffee can be a detriment to weight loss efforts. Not that I've been doing anything that even remotely resembles an "effort" on that front, but still. No point in working against myself in case I ever get the urge to really "try".

So, I've been pretty much off coffee for weeks. During that time, I had a really big lull (shall we call it?) in sanity. The blame for that could actually be aimed in multiple directions, for I was also dealing with lots of crappy crap during that time. And I also ran out of prescription "happy pills" and my doctor would not refill them unless I came to see her. Which? No time for that due to all the crappy crap.

Now, I've got my meds pretty much sorted out and I can feel myself back on the road to Happyville, despite the persistence of some really craptastic stuff. And then yesterday, I walked into 7-Eleven with my 7 year old daughter who convinced me that she absolutely HAD to have hot Cheetos right away. While she browsed and tried to decide what other nutritionally deficient "must have" she should push for, I mosied (sp?) on over to the coffee set up. I wasn't necessarily committed to grabbing a cup o'joe, but I wanted to test it out and see if anything appealed to me. And then, I saw this. It was like I heard a mating call. I came, I saw, I bought, I devoured. I L-O-V-E-D!

So much so, I had to go back again this morning. I fear I am already addicted. You know how with some hard core drugs it only takes one hit? Well that is this stuff. I feel like freaking superwoman today. Oh! And yesterday, after drinking it on the way to my daughter's therapy session (yeah, that's part of the crappy crap), I sat there for the full hour in the waiting room writing lists on how to improve our lives at home. For weeks I had been feeling like I was drowning in a sea of overwhelming muck that I just couldn't sort through. Now, I had it all figured out in the space of an hour. How to get the house clean and maintain it. How to spend more quality time with the kids. How to improve their relationships with one another and with me. How to contribute to the community and teach them some life lessons. How to spend a little time doing some things I love and possibly even make a bit of money as a result.

Tomorrow, I think I'll cure cancer! Or, maybe I should solve the economic crisis first so I can still afford my fix.