Mama Kat and I seem to be on the same wavelength of late. Twice in the last three weeks, she's hit me with a perfect prompt. Two weeks ago it was the Ten Years Ago Today prompt and today it's vices.
If you were around here on Monday, you already know my answer.
The vice I simply cannot live without is coffee.
I would rather go without food than coffee, light and sweet please. ~Speaking of which, do you know how hard that is to get Below the Mason Dixon Line? You walk into Dunkin' Donuts, which is hard enough to find to begin with and order you coffee Light & Sweet and the person behind the counter just stares at you.
The irony of this situation and the thing that makes it so perfect for this here blog is that I did not start drinking coffee until I turned 30. ~or a little before~ For most of my life, I hated the stuff. I mean, I always liked the way it smelled, but if I had to drink it, it was in extreme desperation and with lots of flavored creamer and sugar on top of that!
My ex considered himself a coffee connisuer.
Then he left.
And I found myself alone in the house with a 17 month-old and an almost 3-year-old. I was extremely stressed and it was all I could do to wait for dark so I could put the kids to bed and crawl in myself, only to not be able to sleep and then be up bright and early with my little ones.
It was either coffee or wine and given my situation, coffee seemed like the wiser choice.. which is exactly what I told my ex when he tried to take the coffee maker!
I still prefer it flavored or with flavored creamer, but I no longer need to add sugar on top!
And I even now keep good decaf in the house, because sometimes, at the end of a long day, I like nothing more than to curl up on the couch, in front of the fire, with a warm cup of coffee.
The one vice I cannot give up... coffee.
Oh the irony!