I have a not-so-small addiction to English tea, served with a splash of milk. This habit began not long after we moved to Britain, which was sixteen years ago. So let’s say for the last fifteen years, I’ve been drinking copious amounts of tea on a daily basis.
It helps to get the day started, especially one this early. But it’s a comforting way to get my brain in gear. I grew up in a ten-cup Mr. Coffee household, and I still adore the scent of java. But I could never get my taste buds around black coffee, still can’t. The weekly latte with one sugar at the Los Gatos Cafe is my treat; lattes don’t have to be hot, the sugar helps. Tea must be more than warm, otherwise it lands in the microwave. And yes, a few times I have forgotten my tea in that device, wondering where in the world I’d put it!
As a creature of habit, tea starts my day in a soothing, liquidy manner, not biting but certainly stirring. A few days back my husband mentioned that I go off caffeine occasionally, to which I cleared my throat, then looked to the ground. Not lately was my mumbled reply. Lately it’s been leaded all the way, maybe due to these early mornings. I need that kick more than I realize.
My next novel for publication is in the final stages; hyperlinks and linked table of contents today, and I really should write up those synopses. But first I need to get my head clear, a little Bill Evans piping through speakers, a little blogging, a little tea. Or maybe not so little. I drink a pot every morning; my daughter usually has a cup when she wakes, otherwise that teapot belongs solely to me. Today it’s a Royal Doulton Blueberry pot without a lid; the tea cools much faster, but I just don’t have the heart to throw away that pot, what the microwave is for. At other times it’s a clear glass loose leaf pot my son got me last Christmas. I swap between bags and loose tea, keeping it fresh. Keeping myself caffeinated is more to the truth. I haven’t gone off caffeine in years.
My husband was surprised when I admitted that small fact. But I need that morning brew, can’t function without it. Life is too short not to enjoy adequate tea. (And still manage to get things done this early in the morning!)