1.8.25
I came home from work today with the best intentions to do about 100 things around the house and then go to a meeting. I looked at the couch and could tell my true love needed quality time with me. Sometimes you just need a little down time. Sober life is no joke, I’m fucking busy all the time!
I put my pajamas and slippers on, feet up, ate a very unhealthy dinner, followed by even unhealthier dessert, read smut, watched Netflix, and now I’m writing this. It feels fantastic to put everything aside and just relax. I feel like I’m cheating but I keep reminding myself that it’s all going to be here tomorrow. The dogs sure as shit aren’t going to do chores, they’re all exhausted from their extremely busy day annoying the fuck out of the neighbors and myself with their ridiculous barking. I’m exhausted too and I didn’t even bark at anyone today.
This is wonderful, I’m going to sleep like a baby tonight. Until I wake up in the middle of the night five times because I’m really old. The upside to that is that I won’t be waking up because I’m dehydrated, need ibuprofen because I can already feel the hangover settling in, or worse, need to keep drinking to make the withdrawals stop. Life sucks so much less when you’re sober as fuck. 🙂
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