My love of coffee is deep and abiding; I would never have survived the eary years of motherhood without a steady flow of java.
But you can have too much of a good thing.
Yesterday, I had:
-> 2 cups of coffee in the morning.
(Standard Operating Procedure for me.)
-> 1 cup of coffee while selling Girl Scout cookies.
(I was outside in cold rain and boy was that a good cuppa joe.)
-> 1 Skinny Latte from Starbucks after getting my hair cut.
(Thanks to a fellow Girl Scout mom who gave me her unused Starbucks gift cards. She doesn't drink coffee and knows I am
-> 1 cup of hot tea when I got home yesterday afternoon.
(I was soaked from my day out in the rain and wanted to warm up.)
-> 2 cups of coffee after dinner.
(Because I was still chilly and darn if that coffee didn't taste good.)
I could do the math, but I won't because the final answer to my over-caffeinated equation is one big fat horrible night of insommnia.
I could chalk my lack of sleep up to the time change.
I could also point out that Becky, Huck and Tom decided to have a campout in her room and were giggly and goofy and noisy.
But excuses are for wussies.
I totally overdid it.
I'm on a self-imposed coffee detox today.
Those first two cups in the morning will taste soooooo good.