8:25 a.m. — I spend way too much money at Starbucks, which is ridiculous considering I own an espresso machine. I’ve been trying to be better about waking up early enough to make a latte at home, but I received an email saying that all Starbucks purchases made today will earn double bonus stars. Since I’m obsessed with collecting points, and the more stars I earn will qualify me for more free drinks, I decided to not pass that up. I order a coffee and make a green smoothie for breakfast with baby kale, almond milk, frozen organic fruit, and vanilla protein powder. However, in my rush to get out the door, I accidentally drop my smoothie cup and it spills EVERYWHERE. Rage — I hate wasting food! I guess, I’ll be adding an order of Bagel Bites to my Starbucks mobile order this a.m. … $5.57
8:45 a.m. — Although I have a car, rush hour traffic is no fun and parking downtown is crazy expensive, so my primary mode of transportation in the summer is my moped, “Lola.” In addition to being the most fun way to get around Boston, hands down, you can also legally park mopeds on the sidewalk and it only costs me about $2 to fill up the tank. Now that I’m working full-time again, my plan is to commute to work on Lola until it gets too cold to ride her, and then take the T into work during the winter. I can get a monthly T pass for $85 pre-tax once I decide to start regularly commuting on the subway. In the meantime, every little bit I can save helps right now. I chain Lola up to a street sign on the sidewalk in front of my office and head over to Starbucks to pick up my mobile order.
10:30 a.m. — I know my next meeting is a long one and that the conference room’s AC works a little too well, so I make myself a decaf coffee with milk and a little flavored creamer from the office kitchen.
11:30 a.m. — I’m pretty sure me being so hungry today has something to do with my period arriving soon. I grab a bag of onion ring snacks from the Neverending Pantry of Snacks and fill up my water bottle. My company believes in providing a ridiculous amount of free snacks for employees to munch on during the day. These particular snacks aren’t my favorite, but they’re healthier. I make a note not to breathe on anyone until after I brush my teeth.
12 p.m. — Despite all my snacking this morning, I’m still super hungry once lunch rolls around. I brought a Trader Joe’s frozen salmon meal with me today and scarf the thing down in short order while I finish up work at my desk.
2 p.m. — I make myself another decaf coffee, refill water, and eat an orange.
3:30 p.m. — Today, I have quick dermatology appointment to get some benign moles removed from my back. I had the same procedure done about five years ago and the results were good. A few more moles have grown since then, and I decided to pony up to have them removed after I started worked again. Unfortunately, it’s an elective procedure and isn’t covered by insurance. Considering that most of the moles are located under my bra straps and they itch and rub constantly, I doubt I’ll regret this one-time expense. $200
5 p.m. — One of our engineer’s birthdays is today, so the team is surprising her with a card and a cake! This isn’t a company-wide practice, and I love that our team makes time for stuff like this. After we’re done singing happy birthday, I indulge in a piece of Boston cream pie. I also get a text from D., whom I have a first date with tonight. He’s stuck at work and was hoping we could push our date back 15 mins. I tell him no problem and to keep me posted if anything else comes up.
6:36 p.m. — I arrive home to drop off my moped before I head out again for my date. I knew I’d be crunched for time today so I did my hair this morning before I left for work. Fortunately, my makeup touch-up is pretty minor. I decide I have just enough time for a quick dinner, so I chop up a chicken sausage and throw it in a skillet along with chopped veggies and a few dollops of bourbon mustard. I was going to take the T to the bar where I’m meeting D., but I’m worried about being late and opt for an Uber Pool instead. Luckily, I bought a flat-rate fare package this month so this trip won’t cost much more than riding the T would. $3.99
7:45 p.m. — I’m on time and get to the bar before D. does. Unfortunately for us, the bar is closed! Neither of us bothered to check the hours of operation for this new spot, and it turns out they’re closed on Mondays. Fortunately, there are a ton of great bars on Newbury Street, so I text D. about the situation and suggest we meet at the tequila bar next door. I get us seats at the bar and D. shows up a few minutes later. He’s really adorable. Over the course of the next two hours, we each have two cocktails and swap stories about online dating shenanigans and living far away from our families. I return from the ladies room to find he has taken care of the bill! He walks me to the T and we finish the night with a solid goodnight kiss and make plans to hang out the following week.
10:15 p.m. — Why am I STILL hungry?! I decide to give up trying to answer that question. Usually, I try not to eat late at night, but once I get home, I go straight for the pint of coconut milk ice cream I bought the other day. Maybe it’s not going to last as long as I thought.
Daily Total: $209.56