I’m pretty good with going with the flow and being breezy – except when it comes to my morning routine. So imagine my panic when I moved out west and my love affair with Organic Avenue was forced to come to an end. And don’t even get me started on the bagels at Deli on the Cliffs. Nothing will ever compare.

Most everyone who knows me – and certainly anyone I have ever worked with – likely knows my semi-OCD morning ritual. Every day, I drink a green juice, a shot of E3 Live and have a scooped out, very well done toasted bagel with whipped cream cheese. Sure, there are some days when I opt for oatmeal but for the most part, I stick with this combination. Since I stopped drinking coffee years ago, green juice is now my pre-work go-to. And I swear it gives me more energy than a Venti Skim Latte ever did.

When I got to Vegas, I thought it would be just as easy to maintain this long standing breakfast routine. I was so wrong. Over the past 3 months, I have tried everything possible to keep it going: 20 minute morning drives to the organic juice bar (this got exhausting and to be honest, these long nights lend to me needed a bit more sleep), making my own juice (um, do you know how annoying it is to clean a Breville juicer??) and even went a week without, to see if I even felt the difference. I did. It sucked.

So after a few failed attempts I’ve finally got a new system down – a quick drive to Whole Foods on Las Vegas Blvd for the Green Giant (which is no Green Love, but acceptable) and a decent bagel which I scoop, toast and schmear in the office break room. The E3 is a bit of a hassle, defrosting it every morning under running water in the breakroom sink just to eke out an ounce. Oh, how I miss those little overopriced glass bottles of the blue green algae goodness waiting for me each morning at Organic Avenue!

But I adapt. And so now this is my new routine. And, aside from the mediocre bagel, it’s not so bad after all…