After 19 days of sobriety, I fell off the wagon yesterday and had two whole drinks!! A glass of wine, followed by a glass of port, and a jumbo bag of Skinny Popcorn, just to cap off the failure in style!
I don’t know what prompted this fall from grace. Last week was stressful, but this week is less so. Both Steve and I were in a good mood, thinking about our holidays, and searching the internet for a short break. Some little demon whispered in my ear ‘why not?’ and I thought indeed ‘why not?’. So that was that. The deed was done.
The popcorn was a truly unnecessary addition, but I was in the mood to be naughty, so it seemed appropriate.
The outcome, after even just a couple of drinks, was to be woken up by palpitations. A timely reminder that with a dicky ticker, I really should not drink. But hey, I wanted to join in the fun!
Anyhow, back on the wagon now. One swallow does not make a summer and all that.
How’s everyone else getting on?