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the so-called ‘Mondayitis’ like everyone else I know. There’s something abou

for a year straight. According to many of my close friends, a year is the slippery slope to crazy cat lady syn

one for several hours and often contemplate getting

messaged me late last night, a day after my embarrassing stint at the gym. We texted for hours abo

to this podcast, if I don’t act, I

nt to become a

e table and stare at my surroundings, waiting for our meeting to start. My train of thought has so

can you b

er quickly taking a seat, all heads are down, fingers busily typing away on their phones. In a room full of

call me a workaholic. I prefer the word ‘passionate.’ It helps that I adore my co-workers. O

shoe addict. These new Louboutins are fresh off the fall line, and I’m a woman possessed by my need for shiny new patent leather and a heel that

this.” Fingers busily typing away, Eric smi

edule? You have a problem, you know that, right? I’d like to see you

, reme

shop and getting a loan

ation, I’m now using m

ened around the corner. My stomach rumbles at the thought, and, embarrassed, I let out a loose cough and make a mental note to eat more breakfast i

belly. And yes, I’m ordering from that new Japanese place. And no, you aren’t eati

but you do

t my body still craves it? The problem is, I remember how mouth-watering it was when I took the first bite and fail

“I’m your personal assistant and BFF. It’s my job to steer

some picture of a dog wearing a Halloween costume. I have to chuckle because i

e every day that we’re Generation Y, living in a world that can no longer functi

ang, startling the others. Her usual perfect copper hair looks disheveled as she blows it out of her face, annoyed it

I ask quietly, trying n

ra from. My new Dior dress is ruined because Rocky couldn’t wait to reach the toilet or basin. It was the m

colored Di

t the dry cleaners being cleaned of any traces of p

ki. That dress

friend, it’s impossible not to feel the same. It is the main reason why I designated him as my personal shopp

g underway before I projectile vomit ov

r schedules for the week, an upcoming workshop Eric and Emma, Nikki’s assistant, will b

h Nikki, giving us a few minutes to catch up befor

r anniversary didn’t

arlie, you kn

eing your husband covered in vomit, bent over the toilet bo

I question, trying to

our later with what could only be

r Nikki, she doesn’t exactly dislike his mom but ha

sookie-la-la-momma’s-boy

want to go home an

what, eight years? Since w

I say as I walk out of the r

seems like a lifetime. I do a mental calculation of the years in my h

he only problem was that Nikki was a bitch, the mean-girl type, the type who made your life a living hell. Sh

men wanted to be him, but students were generally scared of his tough ego. There were rumors that his family was part of the Mafia,

break up every week only

els to shame. Her long, lean legs made her supermodel tall, and her bod

ained the campus bitch. If you had a pair of tits and

d a friend, so I was there to console her, but that night we became more like sisters than friends. I did everything I could at the ti

remember the moment Rocky handed him to me, and I held my godson for the first time. Leaning down, I placed a soft kiss on his wrinkly forehead and inhaled his baby scent. I fell in lo

ho wears it better? Je

oot as I analyze the image in front of me,

hing better to do like making sure everyt

best friend who still doesn’t understand why you’re

e worked for two years straight with no break. Now, get b

in my plush chair, I take a moment to refocus. I have a lot to

unorganized. Focus, regroup, and

breaking my zen. It’

a gorgeous woman like yourself would leave me hanging. I’m free

rough a message, he still has this charm about him. My fingers type back quickly, letting him know I’m free and how much I love the