Weak

"And on the third day of the water-only beverage diet, she caved and had half a cup of coffee in the morning . . . "

I spent yesterday, day two of the experiment, in a fog.  A haze.  A caffeine-free state where I wanted, at every given moment, to put my head down and take a nap.  Since this water-only experiment began, I have virtuously turned down coffee, a margarita, fresh-squeezed orange juice at Marie Catrib's, hot chocolate, and Izze - all while watching other people in my family drink them.  I even went to Schuler's for an hour yesterday to do some research and I ordered nothing from the cafe!

But then.  Yesterday.  I was a total wreck.  My brain didn't work at all and it was all I could do not to crawl beneath the covers with Annie for her quiet time at 1:00.   So this morning, after I had run and showered and the girls were playing restaurant in the playroom, I thought of all the things I wanted to do today (laundry, write, cook dinner, organize spring clothes) and I sneakily, guiltily poured myself some coffee leftover from Jason's morning pot.  

People, it was good.  So good.  I'm not fuzzy today, now, and I've made lunch, done three loads of laundry, played outside with the girls, sent off some productive e-mails, and thought some real thoughts.  

This leads me to wonder:  would it be so, so very bad if, for the remainder of the two weeks of my H2O project, I allowed myself one single cup of morning coffee (here at my house, of course - no fancy coffee shop varieties) without feeling too guilty?  I'm thinking of all the many, many beverages I'd still be foregoing - Coke with pizza, all alcohol, juice, and really anything that needs to be purchased from a store.  The coffee, we have here already, and Jason's already making it every morning, so . . . .

I'm posting a poll up at the top of the page.  Be honest, now, and tell me if I can amend my earlier rule, or if I need to suck it up and sacrifice some energy to really get the full impact of this experiment.