Cutting down day 5
Sunday went well. I ran in the afternoon, then fell asleep, so no afternoon pick-me-up seemed fine.
Monday evening, while writing my blog, my dog took herself for a walk. An hour an a half of looking did not find the dog. Two calls to the police/Animal Control did not find the dog.
Tuesday am after very little sleep, lots of tears and distraught children I was nauseated and did not mind only a small cup at breakfast. Dog was located at the pound by afternoon, but the sleepless night and emotion filled day increased my need for sleep, but not a want for coffee. I did treat myself to a 12 oz decaf latte for to accompany my evening meeting at church. I felt like I cheated.
Wednesday I was back on track – sort of. I had my usual am coffee accompanied by a small to-go for the bus. Nothing in the afternoon, but I REALLY wanted one.
Thursday am – small cup this am. Went for a run after dropping kids, followed by a lot of water. Looking forward to more water and MAYBE decaf this afternoon if I’m desperate. I’m planning something hot but not caffeinated for my quit days. I seem to want that sort of am treat.