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I had a pretty good night last night. Had some drink. Had some smokes. Had a few laughs. Had a cookie as well. Things just felt a little off though. Maybe cause Amy wasn't there? Nahhhh. It was my mind of course making things difficult. It's very hard to focus on your drunk feelings when you got trivial shit blasting through your brain all night long.
But the battle is over and I lost.
I woke up next to Chelsea who kept talking even though I was obviously trying to go back to sleep.
Then I kept getting texts.
Then finally I got up.
Ate breakfast with Chelsea and Brittany, thank you Sally!
Drove Bill home.
Got a call from Bill saying he can't find his ID.
Searched house.
Nothing.
Clean house.
NAP.
And now I'm going to have dinner with my husband.
But the battle is over and I lost.
I woke up next to Chelsea who kept talking even though I was obviously trying to go back to sleep.
Then I kept getting texts.
Then finally I got up.
Ate breakfast with Chelsea and Brittany, thank you Sally!
Drove Bill home.
Got a call from Bill saying he can't find his ID.
Searched house.
Nothing.
Clean house.
NAP.
And now I'm going to have dinner with my husband.