I am so losing this battle.
Holidays, why do you hate me? Why do you taunt me with parties and family gatherings and putting away the leftovers when everyone leaves? Also... vodka... and wine... and champagne.
I hosted Christmas Eve at my house, we have leftover cheesecake. I need it out of my fridge! I have been having this internal struggle on whether or not to just eat all so it is gone, throw it away, or force Juan to take it to work. So far, eating it myself is winning. Ugh. Goodbye skinny jeans, I will see you in a few weeks.
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