It’s Monday. Traffic coming into work was impossible. My first class today went terribly, and to top it off, I ripped my pants. I haven’t told you this, but I haven’t been eating right or going to the gym lately. I gave up shortly after my gallbladder removal. Easter was a disaster, and there’s no telling how many Cadbury Creme Eggs I’ve consumed in the last 24 hours. I. Give. Up.
This is the final stop on my journey. It has been real. If you need me, I’ll be at Brown’s Country Kitchen.