Well,” she said finally, “the other day you did yell at the cart corral at the grocery store for taking up a good parking space.” Okay, so maybe, just maybe, my husband was right. But I’ve been on this Earth long enough to know I can function just fine without coffee. I’m not some kind of weak addict who is dependent upon a stimulant to get through my day.

No-sir-ee. So the next day, just to show him what I was made of, I stopped drinking coffee cold turkey. Now, I know what you’re thinking. Doing anything “cold turkey” is a very, very bad idea.And you’re right.

After all, there’s a reason they call it that, and I suspect it’s because turkeys, as far as animals go, aren’t a very smart bunch. But I wasn’t thinking about all this back then.

I only knew that it was just as easy to drink decaffeinated herbal tea for breakfast as coffee. Why, after only one cup, I could feel all of the caffeine rushing out of my body and being replaced with healthy, disease-fighting antioxidants. That was something I had seldom experienced.

Now, all of this healthiness and good nutrition would’ve been great, but there was one particular drawback: by mid-morning, my eyeballs felt as if they were hanging somewhere down around my knees and were being kicked every time I took a step.

“Stop yelling, for gosh sakes!” I snapped at my five-year-old son. “I didn’t say anything, Mom. That was the cat.” But what did I expect? — Beliefnet.com