It Was Time

I've downsized. From a 54–fluid ounce Extreme Gulp to a 32-ouncer, to be exact. I picked up this little gem at a gas station in Price on the drive home from Colorado.

Unlike my old mug, my new mug doesn't glow in the dark. But, I now no longer carry around a keg that, filled, is approximately half my body weight.

In addition, while I am not a fan of carrying around anything that bears a brand, the red Coca-Cola is so much classier than the Extreme Gulp, no? Or at least as classy as a girl can be when owning a plastic refillable soda jug . . .

See? Look how it camouflages into my office.

It's one step closer to weaning myself off the tap. Here's to being carbonation free in . . . 2013. :)