As opposed to bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. Today sucks balls. Should NOT have drank that much wine last night and am suffering all day as a result. UGH. Such a painful, sick hangover, though thankfully I haven’t tossed my cookies (might’ve felt better had I done so). Ugh…feeling ill all frickin’ day on top of it being crummy, cold, and windy out.
One of my clients was laid off this morning, receiving the pink slip upon arriving at work. That sucks. The new job hunt will remain in my thoughts and prayers.
My mother emailed again a couple days ago, probably mentioned elsewhere on the blog. I got back to her tonight with two recent photos of myself (she’s been requesting them) and questions about my real dad. The stuff she said in the last email needs to be chewed on before I respond to it.
It even feels gross to smoke today, being so nauseous. Hate sitting up on the computer but I already napped for 4 hours this afternoon. Should have seen me this morning at work…limping, dragging, even after 10 hours of sleep. So stupid that 4-5 glasses of wine screws me up like this. lol This body just won’t tolerate much of nothing, which is probably for the best. If I stop at a couple of glasses, everything’s fine.
Just went out to a bar by myself as I do from time to time. It’s been a long time and I’d only been to this particular bar once before, so after volunteering for my organization’s speaking engagement, I headed over to a tavern near home. Struck up conversation with a very friendly automotive mechanic on various topics for about 3 hours before he drove me the few blocks home. No, I didn’t ask him in nor did he attempt it – just a gentleman making sure I stayed safe since the wine obviously had me. LOL The gay man we were sitting beside insisted that I share in their champagne toast, which pushed me just over the edge. Good samaritans are a blessing and the man walked back to the bar after seeing me on my way. Very kind. We didn’t exchange numbers or anything; it wasn’t like that. Just a night out at the bar chit-chatting.
I have been lucky and shouldn’t press it by accepting rides from strangers, I know. After so many years of dealing with random folks and then my job, I’ve come to trust my intuition, though admittedly have ignored it on occasion and lived to regret it. Another reason why I no longer like drinking away from home; but at the same time, it’s no fun drinking alone. So every once in a while I head back to the barscene for the night, seeking entertaining conversation. So long as I keep my bearings, it’s all right, but I have been known to drive after drinking too many. That worries the crap out of me and is a big reason for abandoning the barscene. God forbid I have an accident and hurt someone or get a DUI. Just not worth the risk.
Nights like last night happen sometimes. Just go one over the limit, which is so darn easy when you’re a lightweight. Not proud of it and have taken successful measures this past year to keep myself contentedly at home. This blog helps since I can’t type worth a damn when drunk and don’t even enjoy trying. hehe Replacing alcohol with other forms of entertainment that don’t make me sick helps too.
Man, I tell ya, after hurting as I have all day, there is no way on earth I want to set foot near a bar anytime soon. Unfortunately a client for next week will likely expect cocktails so I can only pray I’m up to it by then. Ugh. Lordy, lordy, lordy. This really sucks. lol Even now, a full day after getting intoxicated. That man must have thought me a mess. *shakes head*
Wooh…I’m carting my hurt ass off to another site. The more I think about this, the worse it sucks. Trying to sip warm tea (since everything else tastes nasty) and cut down on smoking until it passes. Thank god for Ibuprofen.
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