The discussion became quite informative, talking about keeping the wine for a month and cooking with it, vacuum sealing it, refrigerating it, decanting it, etc. I thought I was listening to a conversation amongst aliens from another planet. I have never been able to keep an uncorked bottle of wine for more than 12 hours. (more like 2 hours) Many times I would spill out half the bottle in an effort to get rid of temptation, Only to open another bottle and spilling out half of that one. I have even resorted to buying the more expensive half bottles of wine.
I found myself starting to get jealous that I wasn't one of them. I was wishing that I could be. And then I thought, I'm not one of them, I tried to be one of them for years and I will never be. So what's the use of wishing? It's kind of like I wish my 5'2" 51 year old body looked like Heidi Klum's.... ain't never gonna happen. So get on with it. There is no use in being jealous for one moment. I should just be happy to be getting on the right path for me and keep looking at alcohol for what it really is, a toxic poison and be happy to be rid of it.
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