I was at home, house clean, kids & husband happy and everything was fine…until…
I decided to go for a bath. Now I like my bath hot, with music and preferably with a nice glass of wine (or two).
The only wine left in the house was one a friend (or so I thought) had given me, Chardonnay, white, dry – hmm, although I am more of a sweet wine lover I thought, why not?
By the time I got out of the bath I was in stitches, crying – not laughing.
No idea why but obviously deep down something is troubling me ( I do know actually but it´s difficult to admit).
So I called a friend – she was expecting visitors.
So I called my pal – she said hold on she´d send her son to pick me up.
Then the other friend sends a mail saying “I´m on my way”.
Obviously I could not tell my family what was going on for fear of questions being asked.
So I told my friend to turn around and go home again.
So I told my husband that my pal had a crisis at home (not to mention the tears streaming down my face).
So of I went, best decision ever, I stayed at my pals for a couple of hours, had a coffee (or two) to sober up again, followed by a nice Shandy (or two) and a mega good chat.
Needless to say I had some explaining away to do the following day but hey, life sucks and I feel much better now 🙂