it's been a long time since I made a frantic coffee run at 5pm on a Sunday afternoon. probably college days.
this morning before we finally accepted that the day was starting with or without us, Rob said "I'm sorry I forgot to mention we're out of coffee"....."oh, that's fine," I said, "I'll just go to starbucks in a little bit"...knowing full well I had no real plans of doing any such thing
later in the day after tylenol and tea and food and water and cowering on the couch with an ice pack wondering why in the world my head had been throbbing most of Saturday and into/through the night, then all day today -- it finally dawned on me that for nearly 48 hours I had completely forgotten about my caffeine addiction
talk about a mad dash
coffee fix accomplished
successful purchase of a lovely bag of my favorite, wonderfully oily, whole bean Italian roast
effective submission of budding migraine
still not sure how I just forgot. though my life has been a wee bit bewilderingly hectic lately. when I worked at the OTP I used to pack caffeine pills on multi-day hikes because I was afraid of the monster that could emerge if I wasn't properly drugged soon after waking. imagine finding yourself stuck 40 miles out in the woods with a group of 15-17 year old emotionally unstable girls when a migraine hits? terrifying!!
and marajuana is illegal
