I quit coffee yesterday. Hello, my name is Eolake, I'm a coffeeholic. (Chorus of coffeeholics: "Hello Eolake!"
I've been one for nigh 40 years, and I'm 46 on March 9.
I'm trying to see if I'll sleep better without it, like they say you will.
If not, I'm going back, I love coffee. Good coffee.
In mid-evening today, despite having napped in the afternoon, I suddenly got an attack of crushing tiredness. I mean I could barely move around. It was grim. So I thought: maybe I should step it down over a few days. So I made a cappucino. But that's only one today, so that's progress.