*Lucky’s hand doesn’t go up* – fresh as a ruddy daisy me! I do feel for you, Janey. I could put wine away and then function, run a business for 12 hours a day, come home, sort the kids, do the housework, cook a meal from scratch… and get drunk again. Now? Even one bottle of wine and I have to completely write the next day off. Even if I don’t consider myself tipsy at the end of the night. And I’ve read about how being low carb affects you, so now probably one glass and I’ll be ruined. There is nothing now that will cure a hangover for me except greasy food. Hubby has to go and get me fish and chips, or a pack of pies, and of course, I can’t do that now. I think that is what’s putting me off drinking now, the fact that I can’t ‘recover’ in my usual fashion. Be kind to yourself today. Sofa, hair of the dog when you can stomach it, vow ‘never again’ and move on. Sod the gardening.
The mirror sounds fab, I wonder how I’d look in it… 5 ft 5 is tall, Janey. I’m 5 ft 1 and a smidge. I have to go on tiptoes to get things at the top of my kitchen cupboards. And that’s the floor level ones… π
Seriously? Seriously seriously? I’d never have the balls!