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.