You see I have a monkey on my back.
I am a Coke addict.
I fight it hard but it is a stress reliever, a cooling break and I love them .
There are bad for my teeth, my body, my weight, my life.
Some days I do better than others.
This week I am consiously trying to not buy any unless I eat out.
I try to eat out at local place that doesn't serve Coke only Pepsi which I hate.
I do not buy cases for my home, I only buy singles if I stop at store or to eat.
I'm trying, I'm human, I love them.
Don't tell me just to stop , I do, I go weeks and months without them.
Stress is directly related to need for them which is a telling sign.
I should destress but
HE the cause wont take the hint.
So not funny but again necessary to laugh about it for awhile yet.
Oh how I miss it.
What's worse I collect Coke "stuff" .
I have huge sign that hung outside place in PA that I loved to get real old fashioned subs
with the wooden long picks in it to hold it together.
I have little mirrors and magnets and advertisments as well.
I need to put them away.
But I love it!
On a side note I turned idiot box on at 8:00 pm last night to see what was on.
I had been reading before that, a Iris Johansen book, real good.
I flipped through 60 channels and nada, nothing, zip, zilch on.
I started to watch something I didn't even like.
When I realized that I turned it off and read till 10:00pm.
Lights out should have been earlier but better than mindless show I didn't even like.
It's a start.
Down with the monkeys!