Lately, I’ve been having a battle with myself. Down deep, I want to cut back on my coffee. Not because of all the caffeine reasons, you might think, but because of all the milk or creamer I’m consuming too.
You see, I just cannot, no matter how hard I try, drink coffee without some white stuff in it. I have cut back a lot in the last year or so, on the creamer, but now it’s me vs. 2% organic milk. The trouble is I end up having like 4 cups of coffee a day, so that’s like a whole cup of milk. Which in itself isn’t bad if you’re ten years old, but when I’ve been trying to lose a couple of Covid pounds every bit matters (a lot).
I think, no two cups is fine, now drink tea. My thing is though that I associate tea with winding down time, sit down, relax take it easy, but go time means coffee. Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE tea, but I really crave that frothy coffee from Starbucks. Milky coffee brings me such comfort.
So the battle goes on. I got home from work today, and make a cup with the evil 2% milk, but I’m real happy right now. It’s the little things in life that matter!