Not like the Tove Lo kind of habits, don’t get the wrong idea. Mine are very very different. Unless a caffeine high is a real thing… No, don’t do this, I’m going to be rewriting all the lyrics in my head now to make them apply to this post, I need to stop.
In case you can’t tell, I’m tired.
I am always tired, actually, and that is kind of the point of this post.
I’m not trying to complain, and I’m unfortunately not very helpful about giving tips on how to cure tiredness. This is more of a confession, because, the first step to recovery is admitting you have a problem.
My name is Callie, and I am addicted to iced coffee.
Maybe that’s weird, specifically for those of you who live outside of New England and limit this basic human necessity to specific times of year, but it is true. And totally ruining my life.
As I realized recently that I cannot remember a time when I was not tired, I decided there were three things to do to get my life together: drink less coffee, more water, and get more sleep. Easy, right? No. I could blame my favorite coffee shop, as I have been doing, for having parking spots open when I drive by or for not believing me when I say I want a smaller coffee, but I think I need to take some of the blame here. First of all, I need some self control, as an open parking spot should not be a reason to break my own rules and ruin my life. My second problem is stupid, but hard to solve.
I cannot make myself drink something else. I don’t know what it is, maybe I watched too much Gilmore Girls and took the phrase “there is a time and a place for decaf coffee: never and in the trash” too much to heart. Or maybe it’s the fact that I’m really stubborn, so when I am criticized for something that I don’t think is wrong, I make sure to do it. For example, when people tell me it’s weird to drink iced coffee through the winter.
I realize this is a totally stereotypical white girl problem, but it’s true. And I am so tired.
Have a lovely day!