OK, I have a dirty little secret. Can you keep it?
I am a diet coke addict. I admit it. Owning my stuff is the first step towards fixing my stuff. I think there might even be a 12 step program and support group available called DCA (diet coke anonymous). 
But today is one of those days...you know the kind I mean. I am tired. I stayed up too late with kid stuff, lunches, oh yeah and still had some work to do, then house keeping, and well, just to take a few moments of solitude for my own sanity in the peace and quiet of my own head.
But this morning, well, I paid for it. I am tired. So much so that I found myself sitting at my desk around 2:00 about to fall asleep.
The afternoon doldrums set in and I needed a pick me up. I know it is not healthy, but we will save that for another day, and it certainly isn't spiritual, but today I am thankful for the caffeine in my diet coke.
32 ounces of cold, refreshing, bubbly soda that helped me get through the rest of the day. I felt like a new woman.
But when I "trump this trial" and become a card carrying member of DCA, I will let you know ;)
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