Identity Crisis: Coffee or Tea? #body

I love coffee.

I love the way it smells, the way it tastes.  I love my morning ritual of making coffee, pouring an obscene amount of cream into my cup, and sipping it while writing or reading by the wood (1)

I love my stovetop espresso maker.  I love the new automatic coffee maker I recently purchased, which acts as a magical coffee elf that makes sure my coffee is promptly brewed each morning.

But, sometimes I think I need to give up coffee.  I get jittery, or I get headaches or stomachaches, and I consider giving up coffee on a trial basis to see if my symptoms will go away.

And then I throw an internal temper tantrum, refusing to even consider giving up my dearest indulgence and vice for even a day.

I think part of what’s so difficult about giving up coffee is the idea of giving up my identity as a coffee drinker.  When I envision giving up coffee, I imagine replacing it with tea.  There are lots of awesome things about tea – it’s milder and gentler on my body, it’s easy to prepare at any moment.


But thinking of myself as a tea drinker seems crazy!  Tea drinkers are gentle and sane.  Tea drinkers are British and kind and relaxed.  I’m a coffee drinker.  I’m a caffeine addict who drinks 3 to 5 cups a day, often replacing meals with coffees and then having to scarf down carbs to get rid of my jitters.  THAT’S WHO I AM.

I’m continuing to explore the idea of switching from coffee to tea, or from coffee to nothing, one day.  But it’s already way past my bedtime, so I am pretty sure tomorrow will not be that day.


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