The big break up

I've said it before, but I keep going back. This time, I'm keeping my word. We're breaking up, Soda.

I know, you look so refreshing and, according to this particular ad, very inexpensive. Lies!

If I eat at a restaurant 3 days a week (not counting the times I just swing by a fast food joint drive thru for a soda), I spend at least $6.00 on soda. At least. 3 sodas for the cost of a 24 pack of canned soda. This is not making sense, because I ALSO buy 24 packs of soda to have at my house. So, every two weeks, $5.00 on a 24 pack, plus $12.00 (or more) on soda while out and about. That is almost $450 per year. I don't have an extra $450 per year for that kind of monkey business.

Also, my waistline has been asking me, "Hey- Nessa. What gives? We used to be so tiny....we used to love to buy new clothes. Now you're all grouchy about us. What happened?" Waist, I'm sorry. Soda happened. You know I don't love that diet stuff, so I feed you lots of sugar. It won't happen again. We'll go buy new pants someday soon. I'll have an extra $450/year in my budget for those sorts of things.

So, its been 2 days. I had a half of a small McDonald's coke on Friday, then none on Saturday. Friday night I slept for almost 12 hours, Saturday I napped for 3 hours and STILL went to bed by 10:00. My poor body was so tired, and the caffeine had us fooled. I think I'm all caught up now, having slept for another 10-11 hours last night. We should be good to go. Energetic, $450 richer bikini body, get ready. I'm sure we can rule the world. Who cares if we still drool a little about the thought of a Coke? Not me! I win!