I had one Coke before I left for work and another Coke with my salmon salad sandwich. That's it. It's now a little after 4:00 and I have no energy whatsoever.
It seems I have only two choices:
• Curl up in a ball and nap
• Race to the pop machine for a cold, delicious, caffeine-stoked Classic Coke
I am resisting both very strong impulses and am instead opting for ice water.
I am not enjoying this. I thought virtue was its own reward. How come drinking water makes me feel like I'm being punished, not rewarded?
These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
Gal, I'm with you all the way. Water? Do you know what fish do in that?
ReplyDeleteGo on!! One more Coke won't hurt you!
ReplyDelete4C has those mixes that you put in your water bottle that makes the water taste better and is zapped with guarine, the stuff in Red Bull i think.
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