They say the first step is admitting you have a problem. So here I am, admitting I have a problem. I really like tea. I really, really, really like tea.
Tea is one of the few things that make me feel like I might be a slight hoarder. (Although I promise there's no need for a camera crew from A&E to show up. Yet.)
I like green tea, and herbal tea. I like iced tea and hot tea.
I like to Instagram pictures of my tea.
I like to add extra bags of tea to my tea. (And then I like to Instagram my tea again.)
I like tea with Truvia.
I like tea with honey.
I like to share my tea with others. (I took a box of Constant Comment into the office and it was cleared out in five minutes. My coworkers must really, really, really like tea, too.)
My tea addiction has gotten to a level where after some recent tweeting someone might have compared me to Ramona Flowers. And I'm OK with that.
Actually...I'm not sure really, really, really liking tea is a problem. I mean, as far as habits go it's pretty healthy. (Some teas are full of antioxidants, right?) I suppose the only danger with my extreme love of tea is getting hit on the head when I open my overstuffed cabinet door. (Which, I confess, has happened. More than once.) So no. I don't have a problem. I think really, really, really liking tea is just fine. I will own my tea addiction proudly.
Want to know more? You can check out my tea hoarding adventure in my Google + Album.
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