When I decided last year to go on a super-diet to lose some of the weight I've been carrying around for too long (a diet that is still in progress -
sigh
- will it ever end?), I gave up a few addictions, and picked up a new one: tea. I can't snack, I gave up baking, so I figured, hey - why not drink tea? The beautiful selections at David's Tea don't help matters - delicious, pretty and affordable. I've always liked tea and picked up interesting varieties as I found them. But, with shopping for most other items on hold until I finish my diet, I guess I felt like I needed to have
something
to shop for, and somehow, one flavour followed another and pretty soon I had about 50 varieties of tea in my cupboard. Yep, that's right, I said 50.
Don't get me wrong, I am well aware of how ridiculous this is. It feels kind of gross, actually, given how much I'm working on balance and authenticity in my life, in all respects, for me to have such a ridiculous stash of, well, stuff. Here I am trying to focus on what I need in my life, what's valuable, and this curious little behaviour has been quietly causing mayhem in the background. This tea is just another form of "stuff" that I buy to fill a void. Same as Reese's peanut butter cups filled a void, at one time. Same as obsessive running once filled a void. I've always had an addictive personality, and while I've been trying to work on the emotions that cause those addictions, it's obvious I have a long ways to go on this journey towards my best self. Sigh. I feel discouraged at how much work I have done and how much work I still have to do.
Obviously I can't get enough. Thanks, David's Tea.
The tea station at Casa Lemon.
Yeah, that's a lot of tea.
So, friends, readers, please help me turn my tea addiction into something positive:
You are cordially invited to tea
at the home of
Danielle & Curriecat Lemon
That's right, you're invited for tea. At my house. Even if you think, "well, I don't know Dani that well, I just read her blog every once in a while," or, "we trade snarky comments on Twitter," or "we're really just Facebook friends," you are welcome. Take me up on the invitation. Please. Come over, we'll drink tea, or many teas, and it will be fun, or it will be weird, or it will be awkward. Bring a friend. Bring a couple of friends. Let's turn my consumption into connection, and turn a negative behaviour into a positive one.
and we'll figure out a time for you to come for tea. Wear a hat if you want. Bring your own special cup
if you want. But just show up. Me and the tea will be waiting.