Broke out in the local today back.under the rock now
Ugh
Much like a few of our players I don’t think I was quite up to Munster championship intensity
I told myself last weekend that I was giving the drink a break until Paddy’s Day at least,
Felt very good this week, so good that I fancied a pint, Had a couple on Thursday and a few yesterday. Last night the dreaded anxiety hits but i was distracted by my young buck puking,
I’m not bad today but I don’t know what to say about the drink anymore.
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How many is a couple and a few?
Five on both occasions.
I’d be hungover after five pints. I used to think I’d be fine after four but that’s a complete fiction. Anywhere past six and I’d be guaranteed to puke the next day.
Last night i dreamt that i took a mate along to his AA meeting. The lad at the lecturn spotted a new face and roused the entire fellowship to applaud and corale me to the front. I sheepishly explained what id just come along to support a mate. They all nodded knowingly. I started to feel like i had to defend myself. I described my drinking habits, and said that the downsides were getting rid off the empties and occasionally feeling a bit ratty, bating the children with a stick, etc. I also mentioned the cost, but reasoned that we’d someday look back on these days of 19.99 bottles of powers and marvel that good whiskey was virtually free.
I think i got through to a fair few of them