Everyday I wake up and everyday I make myself breakfast which involves, without fail, coffee. Specifically, I make a small pot of stovetop espresso and concoct a sort of soy latte minus the foam. At some point this past winter, I would have a coffee+liquor drink just right to start your Saturday night. The recipe varied, but effect was always the same. Since the winter, I invested in some supplies to make a super coffee at home and have even purchased supplies for friends so that they might have a little treat before heading out for the evening.
Skip ahead more time. Every morning I wake up and see the Kahlua sitting next to the challah bread (fyi - I'm not Jewish, I just love the food). It's tempting. Just a little bit in the coffee. Maybe a little vodka. Perhaps a shot of Jameson or Bailey's. It seems innocent because coffee is a socially acceptable addiction. It also is easy to drink on the sidewalk or in the train because it goes into your travel mug without seeming super tacky. I wasn't going to give in despite all of the reasons to do it. I mean, I work from home, so what's the big deal? Who cares if I become a morning alcoholic? Who cares if I dance in my room to Whitney Houston at 11 am drunk on whiskey? These are the reasons I should not do it. I will want it everyday and I will not get anything done because I will dance to Whitney Houston at 11 am while drunk on whiskey and thoroughly caffeinated from the coffee.
Alright. I've been strong. But yesterday was Sunday.
Super Coffee, you win.
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