Friday, January 21, 2005

Breaking the rules

I am generally a one-cup-of-coffee-a-day type of girl. Each morning, within five minutes of rising, I am sipping my one and only steaming cup of coffee lovingly prepared by my sweet hubby. Not only does this help me open my tired eyes, it also warms me on chilly winter mornings. Occasionally I indulge in a second cup of coffee in the afternoon with my hubby if he arrives home early from work. I do have one coffee-rule that I almost never break: No coffee after 6:00PM unless it is decaf. This is due to coffee's ability to keep me up most of the night with eyes wide awake, heart pounding and adrenaline rushing. Since I wake up by 6:00AM on most mornings, pulling all-nighters just isn't practical anymore.

A few nights ago, a friend took me out for coffee and a chat. For some reason on this girl's-night-out all of my coffee common sense was forgotten. Within the last few sips of my cup I realized I was drinking ultra-caffeinated coffee. The time? 6:30 PM. Too late now.

In hindsight, that night was very productive. Cleaning the kitchen, reading, blogging, watching a movie (or was it two?), and crocheting. All told, I was wide awake until 3:30 AM when I began to drift into a sketchy sleep-state characterized by wondering if I was really asleep or not. The only real proof I have of getting any significant sleep came at 5:45 AM when my alarm clock screamed at me to wake up and I found myself in the deepest sleep imaginable.

I broke another coffee-rule that morning. Four cups of coffee. Back to back.

Now, here's the rub. This coffee didn't wake me up. No wide-open eyes. No heart-pounding energy. No adrenaline rush. Just a feeling resembling a hangover and black bags under my eyes. Lucky for me (and my kids) I was able to take a 20 minute power nap before lunch. But in the future, I don't think I will be as apt to be breaking any more coffee-rules.