Forgot to take the last set of campral last night and didn't miss it. Took first set this morning though, and feeling chilled. Nothing my security blanket in the form of my pink fleece jacket can't cure though.
WARNING - the next section does not paint a very flattering picture of me! If you hate me for it at least you don't know me!
This competitive feeling that I used to have when in the corporate world is coming out. Before children, before leaving my job for a second time for DH's career (no worries here I actually got a plum of a job in the new location), I had this really sharkish feeling about other working moms. I knew that I could do better than they. I would get the better projects because they had to leave sometimes to pick up sick kids or had limited ability to travel. I knew that I could work later and harder because I had fewer distractions. I wanted to be number one, and I could beat out most of the men too.
Now I am getting this feeling about drinking. You (I mean the general population, not those of us who are struggling) can drink in front of me. I want you to. In fact, I will pour you big drinks, and encourage you to continue until you can't take it anymore. I want that power over you. You can go make an ass of yourself, and I can just sit back and watch. I am about to embark on a period of high productivity and creativity, and my fuel is not AL but YOUR AL.
Well that's how I feel today, anyway. Oops my hands are shaking at the moment. I'm sure it will pass.
- Tulipe
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