I Have An Addiction

Years ago, before kids, I smoked cigarettes. I smoked a lot of cigarettes. I smoked from the time I was 17 until I was 28. 11 years, if you are slow at the math. For the bulk of that time I smoked at least a pack a day. Drinking and nightclubs? Closer to 2 packs.

So I know a little something about addiction.

The planning of your route so that you can hit the quickie mart on the same side of the street as the way you are traveling to minimize your inconvenience. 

The going to the same places so often that the people there know you and what you want. 

The way you leave early so you have enough time to smoke or pick up cigarettes before you get where you are going.

The trouble deciding, when you are running late, if you risk being late to stop or sit outside and smoke?

The wondering when you are driving in an unfamiliar area if you should stop now, even though you don't need to, in case there is no where to smoke when you get where you are going.

And the confusion when you think of quitting. The questions of...well, what will I do if I don't have this? 

So, you will need to believe me when I tell you I have an addiction.

I am addicted to Starbucks.

I have photos of me and my Starbucks at Big Ben. Because I looked up the one 1 closest to my Air BnB when we went to London.

I have photos of me and my Starbucks at Disneyland (yes! they added Starbucks and I, for one, was beside myself with JOY!)

I know where they all are on the route to California we always drive and where they all are in Malibu.

There are several I go to around home where they know me. I have all the routes and ones with drive-thrus mapped in my area. I always leave home early so we can swing by. I drink one nearly every single day. Some days I go twice.

And for my birthday in August, my dealers gave me $225.00 in gift cards.

I may need an intervention soon!