When I tell you that I nearly titled this post, “What the Hell Was I Thinking?” you’ll know exactly where this is going.
So, yeah, I said I was ixnaying caffeine, right? Would you think terribly less of me if I retracted the whole hair-brained idea???
I’ve been drinking decaf coffee for a month now. I have also suffered with a month of bad hair days. Coincidence? Whatever. It’s also coincidental that as soon as I returned to full-caf earlier this week my hair went back to being manageable. But I also totally jacked the experiment by switching shampoos two days ago. So was it the decaf or the shampoo or just my hair rebelling against 40? Who knows? Who really cares? I gave decaf a fair and mighty shake, but in the end I decided there may be an undiscernable reason that decaf and I just aren’t meant to be together.
I’m no sharper for having switched, either.
I found a few minutes to discuss this with my dear friend Kim the other night while she stirred a pan full of corn. “I read your post. What’s all that about?” she asked.
“Oh, I think I’m gonna have to give that up. Can a month of decaf make me have thirty bad hair days in a row?”
“Of course it can; Venus is in retrograde. You’re just trying too much stuff. You need to chill.”
It’s good advice, really. There’s one thing I’ve learned in these two years of change. If it’s a good change and worth holding on to, I’ll feel it. There should be a positive benefit that I am able to recognize after a certain amount of time. If I struggle with something for a month and experience no positive changes, then it’s quite possibly just not something I’m destined for.
This may be the fastest retraction I’ve ever made on this blog. Coffee, anyone??