Oh Monday, how you come so quickly. I am in recovery mode from this weekend. And by recovery, I mean I am still in physical pain from all the food I consumed at Robyn and David's wedding and rehearsal dinner. Wowzers! I don't think I should need to eat for a few days. AND don't even have room for coffee in my tummy this morning-that's saying something. Considering I had three speciality coffees at the end of the reception I should also have a caffeine buzz that lasts another day or two. How could I turn down multiple personalized peppermint mocha's made with Godiva liquor and Creme de Menthe? Considering I don't know the definition of will power, I couldn't.
Monday's mean the commute to work is back on. And I have switched mine up a little in the past few weeks. Luckily I live fairly close to my office, so my 4-5 mile commute shouldn't take that long, but seeing I live just outside of DC-one of the most trafficy spots in the country my 4-5 miles translates to 45 minutes up to two hours, yes, two hours. For the past year and a half I have driven the same city streets to work every morning. Although the inner loop is a straight shot from my house to my office, I have never really taken it to get to work.
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