I made a bad decision in my coffee choice last week. I wanted a change. I thought a little change would be a good thing. I WASN'T really feeling like coffee. Which should have been my first clue.
My first clue, that All was not well. Me. Not. Want. Coffee? That is the definition of insanity right there. What I should have done was bought my usual coffee as I always do when I went shopping. Since I was in a mental fog, with not even wanting coffee, that is what I should have done.
However that is not what I did. Instead I bought Tea. Yup Tea. At that moment the idea of Tea and scones sounded so lovely and relaxing that I caved. Now I have nothing against Tea. I really don't. I just don't usually drink it. If I do its Iced Tea.
Then next day when I came out of my tea induced coma, I realized I still had no coffee and despite how good that cup of tea was in the morning, it just wasn't my cup of tea. So I dashed to the store again, to get coffee. You would think that this would have righted everything in the world, but it didn't. Because I was still suffering from insanity. I still did not buy my usual brand of coffee(which is Starbucks by the way.) I stood in that coffee isle thinking "Maybe one of these others brands have a nice flavor. I should try it out so I am not stuck in a rut." So I bought this guy...
This stuff is painful to drink. I even hate the smell of it as I grind the beans to be brewed. It doesn't get any better while its brewing either. And the taste. Ack! This stuff is only a step up from Dollar Store Brand Coffee, which tastes like someone took tree bark shavings and passed it off as coffee to the public.
This all started because I was afraid of being in a rut. Because I wanted change. What I failed to consider is that the relationship between coffee and I has been going on now for almost 15 years. That's 15 years of already trying things out. Testing different brews. Going cheap because you have no money(hence the dollar store coffee). Which means that by now I know what I like. Which means if I want to change it up now and again well fine, but maybe that change should happen with a new nail polish color instead.
So please everyone, if you hear me going off on spiel about needing to change or wanting to change my coffee habits. Stop me. Slap me. Remind me that I have been here before. That I don't need to go thru the pain again. Buy me a new nail polish color. What ever you do, keep me away from the coffee isle.
Till Next Time,