My name is Jenny. It's been 4 days now and I'm addicted to sugar and caffeine. Specifically those disgustingly sweet tasting cold coffee creations from Tim Hortons.
It started off innocently enough. 4 days ago in the heat of the afternoon my hubby asked if I wouldn't mind picking him up one of "those ice coffee things" on my way home.
I've been off coffee for almost 2 years now. I've been off refined sugar 7 weeks now(give or take a day or 2...possibly 3).
Being such a dutiful wife, I was happy to oblige. However; the temptation was too much for me,that blissful hot sunny afternoon. I heard the car ahead of me bellow into the microphone..."2 iced caps..."
and, without thought or hesitation, I, too, followed suit.
Bravely I went home with both in hand. Along the way I took a deep breath and took my first sip. "Oh for the love of God...this is goooood."
Scott shook his head(and possibly his finger at me...and not..."the finger"...but a finger). "tsk tsk tsk...this isn't going to be good."he said disapprovingly.(while taking a few sips of his own)
Afterwards we both commented that while it is good to treat oneself once in awhile, it's good to set your limits and boundaries...
The next day...around the same time....a craving soon formed. Immediately I found myself taking the same drive...ordering the same concoction and enjoying the immediate satisfaction of coffee and pure sugar.
"It hardly has any grams of fat."I told Scott.
"Yeah that's what we're telling ourselves."Mr. Levelheadness replied. "This could become a problem for you Jen. No more ice caps for ice for a month or so."he stated."They sure do taste good."he added.
Which brings me to yesterday. Day 3. At exactly 3:25 pm I found myself out the door on the way to Tim Horton's. I was waivering. Surely I could just buy my hubby one, and forgo this temptation.
Sadly that wasn't the case. I bought 2. On the ride home I began to panic(while taking a few sips along the way)
"Scott is gonna nag me like there's no tomorrow on this one."I said to myself. "Whatever. I can handle it. I am a grown up. I can make my own choices. I'm gonna march right in there and drink it right in front of him" I said reassuringly as I drove into the drive way.
I opened the door and neatly tucked my ice cap on the window ledge and brought my hubby his in the living room.
Then I did what any smart minded, liberating woman would do. I grabbed my ice cap and stealthily made my way into the computer room.
Scott made some chit chat. I was too busy having some almost orgasmic pleasure from the pure sugar that I was barely responding to him.
"You don't feel like talking?"he asked, "that's not like you."
And then the inevitable happened......
Quicker than a hounddog on a bloody cougar my husband jumped from his seat and ran to the computer room and caught me red handed in mid suck."
"I knew it.... I knew something was up!"he said.
I tried to reason,but couldn't.
So we're off of the ice caps. It'll be a tough one to break. Especially on those festering hot days when you notice everyone and their dog sipping up the sweet goodness.
I'll let you know how I fare.