Here I am, one month caffeine-free.
(Except for the .02% left in decaf coffee.)
Tomorrow morning, I have a coffee date with my dear friend Melisa, to reintroduce that sweet drug to my system.
I fully expect to be buzzed for a few hours and then to crash completely.
As long as it happens a few hours before class, I'll be fine.
It was a difficult month.
The first two weeks were the worst.
Week One included Service Day, for which I was a group leader.
Gosh, that seems so long ago. Has it really only been a month?
Week Two was an interesting and awful week.
I'm not sure whether it was still withdrawal or something else, but my ability to stay focused on a task was gone. I just felt like I couldn't pay attention or get anything done without serious effort.
After that, it was easy.
I've had headaches, but no more than is normal for a stressed college senior.
I've been sleepy, but I'M A COLLEGE SENIOR.
Late nights haven't been an option, because I couldn't make regular coffee to wake me up in the morning.
Friday afternoon naps became a tradition.
Visits to Starbucks were just less fun.
But I made it. And I'm proud of myself.
And I just shaved my legs for the last time until December 1.
(I might be more forgiving about this one, because I really, really hate not shaving. Although it would be a stricter lesson in discipline. We'll find out in about two weeks.)
[A couple weeks ago I mentioned a little girl who needed to be brought home from Ethiopia. For those of you who are unfamiliar with the situation, I'm going to send you to the Hatches' blog. If you don't want to take the time to read Meg's posts (which is ridiculous, because they will fill you with joy), I'll tell you that Megin and Rob are in Ethiopia, with their daughter, who is officially, in every way, forever a Hatch. Praise the Lord for His unfailing love.]
(Except for the .02% left in decaf coffee.)
Tomorrow morning, I have a coffee date with my dear friend Melisa, to reintroduce that sweet drug to my system.
I fully expect to be buzzed for a few hours and then to crash completely.
As long as it happens a few hours before class, I'll be fine.
It was a difficult month.
The first two weeks were the worst.
Week One included Service Day, for which I was a group leader.
Gosh, that seems so long ago. Has it really only been a month?
Week Two was an interesting and awful week.
I'm not sure whether it was still withdrawal or something else, but my ability to stay focused on a task was gone. I just felt like I couldn't pay attention or get anything done without serious effort.
After that, it was easy.
I've had headaches, but no more than is normal for a stressed college senior.
I've been sleepy, but I'M A COLLEGE SENIOR.
Late nights haven't been an option, because I couldn't make regular coffee to wake me up in the morning.
Friday afternoon naps became a tradition.
Visits to Starbucks were just less fun.
But I made it. And I'm proud of myself.
And I just shaved my legs for the last time until December 1.
(I might be more forgiving about this one, because I really, really hate not shaving. Although it would be a stricter lesson in discipline. We'll find out in about two weeks.)
[A couple weeks ago I mentioned a little girl who needed to be brought home from Ethiopia. For those of you who are unfamiliar with the situation, I'm going to send you to the Hatches' blog. If you don't want to take the time to read Meg's posts (which is ridiculous, because they will fill you with joy), I'll tell you that Megin and Rob are in Ethiopia, with their daughter, who is officially, in every way, forever a Hatch. Praise the Lord for His unfailing love.]
No comments:
Post a Comment