There is one side of my family that is blessed with addictive personalities.
My grandma is addicted to keeping everything that she has ever touched.
My father is addicted to...well I wont go there.
My sister used to be addicted to cleaning out her high school locker.
I, being the level headed/ perfect/ flawless person that I am, thought that I had escaped this trait. I mean, almost 26 years without a serious addiction (well there was that episode with Zac Efron...) and I am pretty much convinced that I am out scot free.
I was wrong.
I have met my match.
Ladies, Matthew, and that random person in Malta,
I would like to introduce you to the new love in my life. The Green Tea Frappuccino. My mouth waters just typing its name. I have not told anyone this, but I have at least one a day. The people at my local Starbucks are starting to recognize me. One of the Barista's even speaks to me in French, because one time...like over a month ago...I told him that I wanted to learn the language. And the scary thing is, I think that I am starting to understand what he is saying.
This is a very unhealthy habit.
I can feel the pounds just multiplying in my mid section.
It was really depressing today when I was reading some random blog and this girl was talking about how she has gained 4 lbs since she quit breast feeding. I HAVE GAINED 4 LBS SINCE THIS MORNING!
And I have no self control. I can't say no. If I drive part a Starbucks it is 0.7 seconds before I make a U-turn.
So I have come up with a plan.
I am going to drink as many of these bad boys as I can in one sitting...until I am absolutely sick. Isn't that what they tell people who are trying to quit smoking to do?
I will let you know how it goes.
Should I document this on video?