You pootle along through life, and every time you think you've got it sorted, that you know where you are and how the world works, stuff happens. Sometimes it's terrible, but just as often it's wonderful. And sometimes you just need to get it off your chest and rage or celebrate. Join me here as I tell it like it is...
Saturday, January 06, 2007
Caffeine is a powerful drug.
I have deprived my body of caffeine for the last six days and I acn barely walk upstairs, I am so lethargic.
This was not unexpected. Him and I do this every January - give up alcohol, caffeine, wheat, red meat, potatoes and sugar. And every year I think that the alcohol is going to be the toughest to kick, and every year about now I feel as if every ounce of energy has been siphoned out of me in my sleep.
Nevertheless I tried to do some writing this afternoon. What a silly idea! I was incapable of any cogent thought about anything, and so tired that I sat with my head in my hands and actually fell asleep. Nevertheless I persevered in between stints on Freecell and having a look at what was happening in the Celebrity Big Brother House on the net bulletin (why? I don't even watch it?). But I wouldn't allow myself to leave the desk, and so in the end I had a little spurt of inspiration and I now have an end to the story. Probably a rubbish one, but i'll go with it until something better occurs to me, as it inevitably will. I also, as a by-product, came up with an outline for a new comedy, which I have a feeling might get written before the magnum opus.
Anyway, the caffeine mist is showing no signs yet of lifting, and I have achieved very, very little since Monday. I remember once last year that about two thirds of the way through January I met a friend at a coffee shop and completely forgot to ask for decaf when I ordered. After one cup of coffee my heart was pounding, my mouth was dry and I was giddy as I sped up the hill to collect my children. Normally I drink so much (brewed, Lavazza, strong...) that I don't notice its effects. It wasn't until that moment that I realised what a very powerful drug caffeine is. Scary!
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What level of caffeine/coffee consumption are you withdrawing from?
Andrew
I drink the best part of a litre cafetiere of strong coffee in the morning (Martin claws one cup from me) and then have a couple of cups of tea during the day. It's not a vast amount (apart from breakfast), but it seems to be what keeps everything rolling along.
Getting better now though. I feel quite good. Hot water isn't SO bad.
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