Relapse

I have relapsed into my usual self this week. I have been working hard (kind of) for change lately but today I took a step backward. I have vowed in past blogs that I would no longer be a push-over and I would become more confrontational.

Here's what happened. I was desperately in need of caffeine stimulation before work so I raced over to Dunkin' Doughnuts for some excellent coffee. I ordered an iced coffee with skim milk and vanilla flavoring. I might have fumbled the order a bit. I wasn't sure what he repeated back to me so I said it again and then drove up to the window. He handed me my cup and instantly I knew it was all wrong. It was iced tea with skim milk toward the bottom and likely a shot of vanilla flavoring. Nasty. I looked at him and then handed him my money. My mind raced - should I ask him if this was iced coffee? I didn't. I said thanks and drove away. I was really sad because I wanted an iced coffee but I didn't want him to have to make me another one. The man at the drive-thru had a very thick accent and I didn't want to embarrass him either. So I took my iced-tea crap drink and went to work with a lack-of-caffeine headache. To punish myself for my stupidity, I have now consumed 3/4 of this sick drink. I might add that I hate iced tea without the added bonus of flavoring and skim milk.

On another down note, I fell off the wagon and resumed my at-home drinking. Mark and I shared a bottle of wine (when I say shared I mean Mark=one glass, Lily=5 glasses) over the course of this week. So much for having a "dry" house. I might as well start making moonshine and bathtub gin.

On a positive note, I feel like laughing all day - like I drank that secret Willy Wonka juice that makes you float to the ceiling, only I won't burp to get down. Maybe it is from this crap ice tea drink. Maybe I'll order another one tomorrow.