>I’ve been a week without coffee. I decided to stop drinking it when the beau started a detox fast, and then a day later my coffeepot cracked in the sink, so that was that. I’ve allowed myself a black tea with breakfast, and maybe another in the early afternoon, but no more than that. And the change has been amazing to witness — for one thing, I have become nearly hopelessly scatterbrained (which is a nice way of saying I’ve gone senile.) I can’t remember the names of old friends, or where I just put my glasses/cell phone/keys. Yesterday at the post office I couldn’t find my ATM card — and realized with a fright that I hadn’t seen or used it since Saturday. What had I done with it? I’d left it in the machine at the supermarket cashier, and it was waiting for me at the customer service desk. Sheesh. I think tomorrow I’ll buy a new replacement pot and start making coffee again.
There was an article a while back about how coffee can hold off Alzeimer’s disease. OK, after this week you convinced me.