I really want a drink. So I told you all this morning that I was going to need to lean on you for a some support. This is one of those times. I’ve had a stressful day at work, first day back in awhile and man I feel like some carbs and alcohol. It’s funny how I can go through hours on my feet in the kitchen and not be stressed at all. I guess I thrive in that situation, but put me back in the office and I immediately want to hit the bottle. Tonight I’m hosting Bingo at my favorite place, Rumpy’s Tavern, it will be a blast but I’ll be around lots of booze. I won’t drink it, I know I’m stronger than that, but still need to vent. How is this for you? Is it ok? Can I lean you on you guys for support? Also, please, don’t feel like I’m going crazy when I write stuff like this, I’m totally fine. I just need to vent. I posted something on my Facebook one time and I immediately got a message from a friend of a friend of my mothers (does that make sense) asking why I was depressed. I’m not depressed, or at least not anymore than I normally am. So just read or don’t read but do not jump to any conclusions. Does that make sense?
On another topic, I have the cutest damn dog in the world, why can’t I get laid? I thought that’s what cute dogs were for? What the hell, and by hell you know what I mean! I really need to re-evaluate how I’m doing things. Have a good night!