I started drinking several years ago, off and on. Partly because of an unhappy marriage, but continued because it just felt good to get lost in that buzz. I have had several periods of sobriety, some a few weeks, some months. I drink in private, I drink with friends, and I drink at business functions. In public, I usually limit myself so I don't end up embarrassed, but I can't always say the same for in private. My ex-husband never called me on it, but that's another story for another day.
Anyways, I went out with some friends this past Saturday, had a couple of glasses of wine at dinner (not sure how many exactly, the darn waiter kept refilling the glass), and then a couple of martinis at the club. Thought I was okay to drive, which was really stupid, because a friend offered to drive me home. I didn't want to inconvenience her. :duhme: So I drove myself, and I made it most of the way home, but missed a turn, hit the curb, and got two flat tires. Well, in my stupid head, I thought I was almost home, I would just drive home on the flats (I was literally less than a mile away) and deal with it in the morning. Seemed like a great idea until the cop pulled me over.
Scared the crap out of me to see those flashing lights in the rear view mirror. There's no way he didn't realize I'd been drinking, but he didn't say a word, just made me leave my car there and gave me a ride the rest of the way home. I realize I was so extremely lucky. I have a small child and I can't afford to lose her over my stupid, irresponsible idiocy! I'd bought the My Way Out book about a year ago, but never cracked it open. After getting over the worst of my hangover yesterday, I pulled it out and read it cover to cover yesterday. Ordered the hypnosis cds and supplements today. Here's hoping it works, because I can't afford to hope that I'll be that lucky the next time!
Anyways, I went out with some friends this past Saturday, had a couple of glasses of wine at dinner (not sure how many exactly, the darn waiter kept refilling the glass), and then a couple of martinis at the club. Thought I was okay to drive, which was really stupid, because a friend offered to drive me home. I didn't want to inconvenience her. :duhme: So I drove myself, and I made it most of the way home, but missed a turn, hit the curb, and got two flat tires. Well, in my stupid head, I thought I was almost home, I would just drive home on the flats (I was literally less than a mile away) and deal with it in the morning. Seemed like a great idea until the cop pulled me over.
Scared the crap out of me to see those flashing lights in the rear view mirror. There's no way he didn't realize I'd been drinking, but he didn't say a word, just made me leave my car there and gave me a ride the rest of the way home. I realize I was so extremely lucky. I have a small child and I can't afford to lose her over my stupid, irresponsible idiocy! I'd bought the My Way Out book about a year ago, but never cracked it open. After getting over the worst of my hangover yesterday, I pulled it out and read it cover to cover yesterday. Ordered the hypnosis cds and supplements today. Here's hoping it works, because I can't afford to hope that I'll be that lucky the next time!
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