I bailed on a party last night. I got showered and all but put on my bathrobe and talked to tlrgs about my fears. I feel a mix of glad and sad. Sad I didn't trust myself enough to go. Glad I didn't as gut instinct said not yet honey, these are your drinking friends. I am quite sure I would have ended up spending the night on the other side of town and felt like crap today. And, the universe watched out for me yet again; that little doughnut spare tire on the little car was flat again anyway. So I could not have gone even if I made the wrong decision. And now I have an excuse! And now I will have to ride my bike to the hole. Which is now named the doughnut hole. Yesterday I was jealous that dexterhead rode her bike. Now I am FORCED to ride mine! :H
Have a fantastic day and meet your goals.
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