It has to be the whipped coffee and frothed milk. It has to be. The last time I remember drinking so much coffee was when I was at a job I HATED. The only reason I’d drink it was to stay warm in such an extremely cold environment (temperature and shoulders) AND to give me a reason to get up from my desk after staring at jacked-up data and processes all day. But I find so much joy in frothing and creating whipped coffee. It’s soothing. And it’s become a morning ritual.
I finally understand why people drink it to stay energized throughout the day. It has helped me get through the way in ways it hasn’t before. I am a bit concerned that I’m consuming more caffeine and sugar in one sitting and it could be affecting my appetite. I’ve noticed that I can be “heads down” for hours and at the end of the day, I’ve realized I haven’t eaten anything. And that’s only because the kids are asking me what I’m cooking for dinner tonight and tomorrow.