I have a problem with coffee. Ok, I admit it. I’m addicted. In fact, I’m writing this at a coffee shop with a cup of java at my side. I’m not sure how it happened. I mean, I’ve always liked coffee, sure, but I’ve never needed it. Not like my post-college roommate who turned into someone you wouldn’t want to cross paths with in a dark alley if she didn’t get her regular dose of caffeine. Seriously. Once we were at the mall near our apartment and she had to stop for a cup of coffee just to perk up enough to shop. Now, I don’t think I’m that bad (I really hope not anyway). But I have experienced the coffee-deprived headache and the blessed afternoon pick-me-up from a jolt of joe. What has really clued me in that maybe, just maybe, I have a coffee problem, is the insomnia I seemed to have developed recently. At day’s end I’m exhausted but, when I put my head on my pillow and my body begs for sleep, my mind keeps going, spinning like a hamster wheel. Add in a teething toddler and I’m … [Read more...]