I’m not talking about the kind of detox that requires Dr. Natura colonix, or maybe I am. But a few months ago, I went through a coffee detox. Forcefully, might I add. For 6 months, I had no coffee of any kind. I am picky with the coffee I drink. I usually brew my own and fix it just the way I like it. The only time I had a coffee (or anything that comes close to it–like lattes) not brewed by me was when my fiance came to visit a month ago. That was so freaking good. Yum.1
Anyway, I ran out and since the kind of coffee I drink is relatively expensive, I went without for 6 months. Well, bad idea since that’s when my energy level dropped dramatically, migraines were hitting me a lot more often. And while the alternative migraine reliever helped, it was only temporary. The moment I got the stuff back, I was a happy Nat, and that’s all good.
Rewind to now. So same situation, going through a coffee detox. But this time for a different reason. I’ll explain further when I’m ready to (the fiance does read this, so he knows exactly what I’m talking about and why I’m holding off on saying anything), but let’s just say that perma-nausea and mood swings 10-fold worse than when I’m PMSing is not fun.
So how is everyone else lately?
- I’m still talking about the coffee, although the sex was good too ↩
All my fitness equipment has found its way into our outdoor shed, along with boxes full of nothingness. Well, there is an explanation for it.
So my nephews moved in. They’re going to college here, but they needed cheaper room and board. What good place than in grandma’s house, namely the basement? So they pimped out the basement, so to speak, and everything that was down there before had to be moved, including all the exercise machines. So I wonder, when I decide to want to use them again, where the hell am I gonna find the room?









