Here I go again. This time it is not because I want to but because I completely ran out of money due to an unexpected, oh what the hell, I suck at math and the bank said they are correct.
It has only been a few hours since my last glass but know there is none in sight for 1-2 WEEKS! I am already freaking as I look forward to those lovely old feelings of sleepless nights, RLS and my wonderful attitude that comes along with it all. I am already confused and feeling AHDH. My husband, although always supportive, is outside smoking his own cigarettes butts...yup, it was a BIG financial math error. He hugged me a few minutes ago as if it would be our last hug for a while (expecting arguments). I whispered "we are going to kill one another" and there was no response...no reassurance which means he is freaking already too.
I have to try to stick to my responsibilities while this tough part hits me. I have to make his lunch, yup, that's it for tonight but it seems like a heavy task with my vise.
I am going to be bugging you a lot while I get through this tonight, and tomorrow, and well...
Immediate goal: Make lunch and get ice cream (I do not care about the sugar crap now, too much for hour 4 to think about). Then after ice cream, I can go to chat.
I saw some familiar names but not very many unfortunately...I love this disease. I think I am a very good alcoholic. I am the minority in that thinking though.
I look forward to reading through the boards again. It has been a long time...bout a year or so.
I have an idea I will post but I have to make the damn sandwich. Be back.
:bomb::what?:
It has only been a few hours since my last glass but know there is none in sight for 1-2 WEEKS! I am already freaking as I look forward to those lovely old feelings of sleepless nights, RLS and my wonderful attitude that comes along with it all. I am already confused and feeling AHDH. My husband, although always supportive, is outside smoking his own cigarettes butts...yup, it was a BIG financial math error. He hugged me a few minutes ago as if it would be our last hug for a while (expecting arguments). I whispered "we are going to kill one another" and there was no response...no reassurance which means he is freaking already too.
I have to try to stick to my responsibilities while this tough part hits me. I have to make his lunch, yup, that's it for tonight but it seems like a heavy task with my vise.
I am going to be bugging you a lot while I get through this tonight, and tomorrow, and well...
Immediate goal: Make lunch and get ice cream (I do not care about the sugar crap now, too much for hour 4 to think about). Then after ice cream, I can go to chat.
I saw some familiar names but not very many unfortunately...I love this disease. I think I am a very good alcoholic. I am the minority in that thinking though.
I look forward to reading through the boards again. It has been a long time...bout a year or so.
I have an idea I will post but I have to make the damn sandwich. Be back.
:bomb::what?:
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