I saw this ad for an activity to fund clean water projects, while raising awareness about poverty. The idea is to give up all the various beverages you drink in a day, and drink only water. Then you take the money you save and give it to a clean water project. Sounds like a great idea.
I drink coffee almost entirely, and I brew my own. I'm only spending about $10 a week, when I buy organic, Fair Trade beans, and then the cost of about a quart of milk a week. So, no group will be getting rich off of me. I figure with coffee at restaurants, etc, maybe $20 a week. That will be helpful to someone, and will break me of a reflexive coffee habit.
Actually doing this makes my coffee addiction sound worse than it is. The problem is that I can't drink anything else but plain water. I can't reach for tea, not even herbal, or juice or milk. I'm already cheating by putting Stevia leaves in my water.
So even though I went from 6-10 cups in a day, to 1 cup, my complaining makes me sound like a Heroin addict in withdrawal, to my family.
Here's a poem I wrote on day 1:
I drink coffee almost entirely, and I brew my own. I'm only spending about $10 a week, when I buy organic, Fair Trade beans, and then the cost of about a quart of milk a week. So, no group will be getting rich off of me. I figure with coffee at restaurants, etc, maybe $20 a week. That will be helpful to someone, and will break me of a reflexive coffee habit.
Actually doing this makes my coffee addiction sound worse than it is. The problem is that I can't drink anything else but plain water. I can't reach for tea, not even herbal, or juice or milk. I'm already cheating by putting Stevia leaves in my water.
So even though I went from 6-10 cups in a day, to 1 cup, my complaining makes me sound like a Heroin addict in withdrawal, to my family.
Here's a poem I wrote on day 1:
1030 and I am already unjazzed.
Give me decaf,
I'll be fine
I miss that steaming, black gold, love that
starts with the aroma
and the warmth goes from hands to face
down to my soul
eliminating stress
and pain.
What will I do now?
A cup of coffee, has been my reward for the early A.M. dog walk. I drag myself out of bed, get dressed, put on parka, gloves, hood and tour the neighborhood, knowing that at home the rich aroma of fresh perked coffee awaits me, and that body warming first cup. Coffee has been my reward for finishing onerous household tasks, completing paperwork, paying bills, shoveling snow.
In the summer this would not be such a problem.
The idea of a cold, icy, glass of water could be just as appealing.
Not so much in winter.
So, it's two more days to launch
and then I am off all beverages
but water until April 8th.
Who knows, by then, I might be a new person.
