Okay yesterday was going to be my first day not drinking my nights into oblivion - but my lodger moved out, my husband texted me about his bloody sky boxes and my dog walker who works for me has been horrible to me. So I finished what was left in the cupboard, half a bottle of port and half a bottle of Southern comfort. This has been the way I get through my evenings for a year. By this time usually I would have had a couple of drinks....well tonight I am not, I am going to get rid of the eye bags and try and be nicer to myself. It isnt easy, a whole evening stretching ahead with me my xmas tree and dogs....but if I want a drink I would have to drive to get it and it is too cold to go out now. Where is the chocolate?
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