That's it, I'm taking a different route to work. 

Naturally, on the morning I wished I never would have even met my ex, a new detour sent me by his house—again. Fool me once...

I hope it is the only time in my life I will wish the road would have simply crumbled behind me and melted in hot lava, Indiana Jones style. But I know I'm just down and pissed and frustrated because I'm having to face my feelings bare bones—no alcohol, no comfort food, no bars to flirt at.

But that time is about to come. And I couldn't be more ready.

Before my thrilling ride to work, I had another scare this morning when I went to take my herbal supplements. I was happy to see the bottle is finally nearly empty, but started counting the remaining pills—"ok three for tonight...six for Tuesday....W. T. F?!"

There were six extra pills—enough for a full detox Wednesday. I had been banking on a glass of SOMETHING extremely intoxicating Wednesday night for weeks, NO NO NO!! This could not be happening to me!

I frantically texted my friend Angela, who has already completed the detox. She assured me that the bottle includes six extra pills. I don't know why, and I don't care. I am done with detox tomorrow.

Wednesday, I have a date with drinking. And that's that.  

I stuck to a fairly normal diet today, but skipped dinner due to sheer laziness.  

Weight: 122.4 pounds