tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921119446130836418.post4494687241898636942..comments2024-03-15T02:13:34.645+13:00Comments on Mrs D Is Going Without: Squeeze..Mrs Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13110933370498728198noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921119446130836418.post-15770024344255219242014-06-30T23:07:52.753+12:002014-06-30T23:07:52.753+12:00Yet again, our thoughts combine, I feel like I am ...Yet again, our thoughts combine, I feel like I am reading my own words sometimes. Shamefully however, I cannot declare Day 7 clear head because I decided to test myself and consume the leftover 3/4 bottle of red that has sat since my declaration of sobriety. The upside is the test worked in my favour. Sure the hit was instant and welcoming. But the brain fuzz, boozed by 6.45pm!, asleep on couch by 8pm, wake in early hours of the night with red wine churning, wake with red wine fuzzy head, sit in meeting hoping pain in neck will go away. KNOWING that this is it. Too busy, too tired, too much to do, too much life to claim back! I feel friggin superb that the decision is finally sealed as the right one. Even bought myself some clothes in advance of $ savings I will make.A longtime overduenoreply@blogger.com