I've always been a Starbucks/Peet's addict. Big time. There have been times when I've gone daily, or more than once per day. All those super-sweet, high-cal drinks add up though, so one of the first things I did as part of my weight-loss journey was to cut down to one per week. I save it for either Saturday or Sunday morning, when I can get my drink and walk around downtown while I savor it.
This weekend, I didn't have time either day to go get my coffee - there was a protest Saturday and I was on the phone all day Sunday. So this morning, I thought "I didn't get my weekend coffee, I could get it this morning..." and then I realized that, while it might be nice, it just wasn't that important.
What a step! It just wasn't important.
That's coming so far for me, a lifelong sugar and coffee addict. I'm proud of myself.