I love when I have a really good weekend, one consisting of a stay in a hotel, partying with my boyfriend, away from home and baby and puppy.... until I come back down to reality and the hangover kicks in, the bloatedness from all the drinking kicks in, and I don't want to deal with anybody.
But alas, responsibility has to kick in, and perhaps after a long hot shower, maybe a facial and a hair treatment, I'll feel back to my good old self. I really messed up my diet last week, I even ate a McD's brekkie this morning - which is really mandatory after a weekend of serious binge drinking - but truly, I have to get back on track.
Which will begin today, after I actually start my day.
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