My Addiction

I am totally addicted to coffee. I never drank coffee until I worked at St. John and that was the thing to do before going up on the floors. My friend Diane and I would have our daily chat on the way. It started one Winter with a small flavored coffee just to warm up. Now it's the first thing I think of in the morning. I can be found at Dunkin' Doughnuts every workday picking up my usual, a LARGE vanilla coffee with double cream (great for the waistline.... I know). On my days off Kurt goes to get me my usual before going to work. Yes, I can't even make it at home.... I AM high maintenance about my coffee. I tell him it could be worse, I could spend hundreds on shoes, nails, make-up, etc. and that a buck fifty is not too much to ask.
So thanks Diane (in sunny Arizona now) and may I only hope that when I get to heaven there is a Starbucks at the gates and a caramel machiatto with my name on it (Go big or go home as my friend Joni would say)!