I finally did it. Got rid of TV in our house -- about a week or two ago. Honestly, we don't even miss it (much). And the times I do miss it, I miss it in the same way I don't have ice cream in the house when I'm looking for that 1000-calorie midnight snack.
So I'm thinking of quitting coffee. Here's the deal. I'd been wrestling with a pretty nasty cold for about 10 days now -- I'm pretty much over it at this point. But while I was feeling lowsy, one of the first things I noticed was that coffee made me feel terrible -- especially those oh-so-decadent cappucinos that I've started making at home with the cappuccino maker that my wife bought for $4 or something. Anyway, coffee just always made me feel crappy. So I gravitated towards tea. Earl Gray and Peppermint, mostly -- English-style, with cream and sugar. Tea always makes me feel better.
So why is it that as soon as I start to feel better again, I head right to the cappuccino maker instead of the teapot? Why don't I drink tea even when I'm already feeling good?
What does this say about me, anyway? Do I have latent self-destructive tendancies?
Is this just another manifestation of my instinct for mediocrity? (OK, I'll have to explain that one some other time)...
So I'm thinking of quitting coffee. Here's the deal. I'd been wrestling with a pretty nasty cold for about 10 days now -- I'm pretty much over it at this point. But while I was feeling lowsy, one of the first things I noticed was that coffee made me feel terrible -- especially those oh-so-decadent cappucinos that I've started making at home with the cappuccino maker that my wife bought for $4 or something. Anyway, coffee just always made me feel crappy. So I gravitated towards tea. Earl Gray and Peppermint, mostly -- English-style, with cream and sugar. Tea always makes me feel better.
So why is it that as soon as I start to feel better again, I head right to the cappuccino maker instead of the teapot? Why don't I drink tea even when I'm already feeling good?
What does this say about me, anyway? Do I have latent self-destructive tendancies?
Is this just another manifestation of my instinct for mediocrity? (OK, I'll have to explain that one some other time)...