That is the bloody big question.
This blog. My life. Adulting. Not quite adulting. Not wanting to adult what-so-ever but having to do it anyway. I’m not going to bore you with what you already know here, but today’s post revolves around something 99% of the world have a serious addiction to. That morning brew. Liquid gold. “I can’t function until I have a cup”. Yep – I’m talking about coffee.
When I was a child, I was of the opinion that drinking coffee was something only adults did. Much like driving a car, staying up late enough to watch a whole episode of Blue Heelers and swearing without getting into trouble, I just expected that once I too became an adult, drinking coffee would be something I just started doing.
For me, however, drinking coffee was a lot like buying a house, getting married or quitting your job. There is no ‘a-ha!’ moment where you just know this is the right time – this is the day I will order a cup of hot, milky caffeine and decide it tastes delicious. It doesn’t just happen, and it didn’t happen for me.
Most people are pretty surprised when they discover that no, I don’t drink coffee, and by no, I mean no – I don’t ever drink it. Not even when I’m out having brunch with friends or severely tired after spending half the night watching endless amounts of YouTube videos despite knowing I had to be up at 6am. I guess coffee goes hand-in-hand with a lot of things I was, or am; a university student, journalist, procrastinator, hungover. None of those things drew me to the liquid lifeline so many use to get through their days.
BUT. Recently things changed. I don’t know why, and I don’t know when. Perhaps I was exceptionally tired one morning, or was sick of ordering chai lattes during the morning coffee run at work, but for whichever unknown reason it was, I did it. I ordered a coffee.
Ok, ok. Honestly is my game and I am a fair player. By coffee, I mean I ordered a half strength mocha with one sugar. I’m laughing at myself here and I know for those of you playing at home, you’re thinking “Dude, that’s barely a coffee”. I’m trying ok? I’m testing the waters with a whole lot of sugar where there should actually be caffeine, but at least I’m giving it a go. (I even stooped so low I ordered a hot chocolate with half a shot of coffee in it yesterday. I am officially a joke.)
I’ll tell you what – I didn’t hate. I definitely didn’t love it and, approximately three weeks and about eight ‘coffees’ later, I still don’t. The taste is only just bearable, the idea of coffee breath pains me greatly and I still prefer a herbal tea any day, but I’m starting to understand that…kick. That buzz you get when you’re feeling pretty shoddy and suddenly, the caffeine starts pumping through your veins, and even though only five minutes ago you were contemplating napping under your desk George Costanza style, you now feel like you can take on the world, beating your chest from the top of a building like old mate Kong.
Well, that’s my take on it anyway – coming from someone whose biggest hit of caffeine was the occasional can of Red Bull on the way to netball practice (or with a shot of Jager later that night), coffee really gets to me (or let’s be honest, maybe it’s just the half a cup of sugar I’m drinking). My worry is, however, that this feeling will fade. That if I start slurping down coffees daily, that buzz will be no more and I’ll just be another caffeine addict like the rest of the nine to fivers around me. And then what? I can’t function until I have one? I start spending all my spare change on coffees? God forbid I develop a daily case of coffee breath!
This, my friends, is my dilemma. Do I step up into the adult world and start drinking a cup or two daily? Or do I back away slowly and appreciate my ability to stay awake with only the aid of a strong, black tea while I can? The jury’s still out on this one, but I’d love to hear your favourite way to drink a coffee and whether you think it’s worth the commitment. And in the meantime, I’ll be over here writing a pro’s and con’s list while I semi-enjoy my extra milky, half strength mocha with one sugar. Mmm…that buzz.