Wednesday, June 2, 2010

my addiction

This is the story of my addiction. I didn't know how bad it was until this past weekend. Because I wasn't paying attention, I didn't get my order placed in time and had to go four days with out my sweet desire. It was sad, very sad. I tried to replace it with coffee. Coffee is nasty. No matter how much sugar, creamer, flavoring I added, nothing made it taste good. And then, it didn't work the way my lovely energy booster worked. I would get a big spike of energy that made me a little twitchy and then I would crash and not want to do anything. All weekend, I felt off. I would start to ask for some of my yummy goodness and then, with a fallen heart, I would remember that some people got a four day weekend and I was out of luck. So Tuesday morning, as the doors opened, I was at the warehouse. I must not have been the only one. The lot was full and coming out to every car were multiple cases of grape, citrus and tropical goodness. My order wasn't quite ready, one case of water was missing so I had to wait, my addiction just a shelf away, whispering promises of happiness to me. The inner workings of the warehouse are quite amazing. There are lots of boxes traveling down rolling paths and beeping forklifts. There were a few of us waiting for one more box. All the shelves of filled orders were getting fuller and fuller. WHERE IS THAT WATER? Then I saw it, but the guy was now with another person. I just kept smiling, but inside I wanted to hop over the line and grab my stuff. Finally the guy said, "Here it is!" and I grabbed everything and put it in the truck and pulled out to let another vehicle pull up and get their things.
And then, before I left the parking lot, I cracked open a box and pulled out the Citrus Blast XS that I had been craving for four days. The can went kracoosh and the little bubbles started bouncing out. Ooh sweet XS I missed you so, with your 4900% of B12 and adaptogenic herbs. Now I can be awake and happy. I know many will scoff at my little can of energy. How can that be good for you? But it is just what I need. No sugar, no carbs, eight calories. It not only wakes me up, but it never lets me fall, I just wear down normally. It doesn't keep me up hours after bed time, for I know when to drink my second can to give me that afternoon boost (who, with five at home has time for a nap?) and get me through the evening. Once it has gone through my system, no residual caffeine that I had to deal with with that nasty old coffee. And it tastes so good. There are fourteen flavors to fill my every mood, but it is the Citrus Blast that works its magic for me.
So as I sit here this morning with my little can of happiness next me. I have dealt mentally with the idea and realization that I do have an addiction, and I'm okay with it.

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