I threw all of this out 2:00am on January 2. Sometimes it takes a good hard look in the fridge, pantry, and on the computer table and bedroom nightstand to see how much emotional eating a girl can do.
I’ve purged all junk food (save an unopened jar of marshmallow fluff) and alcohol from the apartment. New year. New life. Most of this was only half-eaten. Waste of money. Waste of calories.