What every Monday always brings without fail...

Every Monday brings the end of a perfectly good 2 days off. Some weekends aren't fair because I feel like my weekend was spent exhausting myself and I find the desire for a vacation from my weekend.

Well this past weekend was a whirlwind of emotions for me. I turned 25 on Saturday. For some unexplained reason I celebrated my  joy by crying uncontrollably. I guess I am just terrified of not hearing the phrase, "Well, you have time, you're still young," anymore.

Now it is Monday and every Monday I go through the same routine...

Venti Iced Coffee with Non-Fat Milk from Starbucks

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Wanting to wear this...

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But not being able to. Followed by giving myself The "diet starts today" speech, immediately followed by..."Do I want to go to the gym, do I not want to go to the gym..."

I am thankful I have a job that I love that requires me to be up and out of robot mode Monday morning. I am sad though that I had to call Geico this morning to see if they offered any discounts for turning 25...