There are days were deep apartment cleaning is simply not only desired but also imperative. Slowly you work through every single drawer, tenaciously point hangers in your closet into the same direction, coordinate by colors, throw out mismatched cups. You fill four black garbage bags wondering why do you have so many things that apparentely don't matter.
You manage to squezze hour long work out at the Equinox and promise yourself to use your membership more often. Have a glass of wine with not so healthy dinner commiting yourself to 3 day detox (organic foods, green tea, and mindful eating).
Can you keep a commitment?
