So here is my story~ I am a popaholic. I can drink Pepsi from sun up to sun down. And in the middle of the night if the mood so strikes me. It has no affect on me staying awake. Therefore, it had become a habit and a drug that I was no longer getting anything out of. The soda ruled my life. For a while it was my only friend. When we lived in Nampa, the girls were babies and it was winter so we did not venture out to meet people. The only driving I would do was to the Chevron on the corner to get my 64 oz of heroin for the morning. Yep, I would load up two car seats and drive down to my trusty dealer. The money that I have spent on pop over the years is a huge amount. I am too afraid to do the math. I did not grow up with soda in the house either. Contrary to my picture above. It just made me laugh. And cringe. It started when I worked at TCBY. Yogurt gets old after the excitement has worn off. That's when I started using my vouchers for Pepsi.
It has been 2 weeks since I have kicked my habit. 14 days. 532 hours. 20,160 minutes, not that I am counting.
It has actually not been that bad. I only got a headache at night before bed. I have tried to quit before and the sheer pain of it made me fail. Time and time again.
So to you dear Pepsi, go find a new home. Cause you ain't welcome hear anymore.