Friday, July 06, 2012

Redemption


Two days after the holiday, and I'm finally feeling well enough (that is, not hungover) to write a blog post. Am I proud of this fact? No. Do I regret my decisions on the fourth? As always. Will I never, ever drink again? So I claim. But we know how long those claims usually last. 

Here's the thing: I'm almost 30. I should not be drinking mimosas and wine from 3pm until midnight. I should know better. I do know better. And yet sometimes, I get so excited about day drinking, I forget that there is going to be a tomorrow, and that tomorrow will be TERRIBLE. I basically lost a day - a day of productivity, a day of creativity, a day of hard work, of enjoying the experience of being alive, of basic self-respect. It's hard to love yourself when your can't stand up because you get dizzy and then nearly puke. (Did I mention I'm almost 30?) 

I don't even know why I'm writing this blog post, except that I felt the need to confess, and also because I'm still not feeling 100% and can't really think of anything better to write. So listen and trust me when I say: moderation is key. Cheap wine is not worth it. Maybe have dinner before you start hitting the booze. And you should probably drink a few pints of water before bed, even if you think you're totally sober and don't need it. Less is more. More is too much.

As for me, I'm going to be taking a few days off from drinking. Instead, I will clean my house from top to bottom, write an outline for my novel, practice yoga, eat clean, honest food, and be kind to my partner and my dogs and my chickens. 

Redemption, I'm coming for you.