Monday, until bloods....

So, almost up to date.......... Sorry it's taken song.

Monday - went to work after a heavy brakfast. Loved it. I am so much better straight. Causing problems (in a good way) about risk. Awesome. Allie is hiding somewhere, waiting for a chance. Not todat chuckles. Got hold of "The Big Man". He's changed numbers, but him and his lovely wife manged to get a babysitter for their child so they canhave a night o their own. Jiggeddy x. I riuned it all by meeting them in a pub before they went for the meal. Well, in my eyes. We all had a good chat, and I apologised for not being in touch for twoo months. Good news is that I drove and have an invite to their childs birthday party. I was told in no uncertain terms that it wouldn't have happened if I'd still been drinking. I'm keeping my promise to stop being a twat and make sure I see the important people a lot more. Came home, chatted to Eve and went to bed.

Tuesday - see Monday but was challenged to go to sleep at a normal hour by Eve.

Wednesday - Another early night. Work was great. I'd forgotten that I'm clever and have hidden behind being better than most. Shit -Flashback. My old boss once accused me of turning up at work whilst still drunk. My response? "That's a good point, and well made. I am, however, better at this shit pissed than anyone else in this team or company is sober. What can you do?". Apparently alcohol boosts the ego. I've never seen any evidence of that...... Ate enough risotto to kill a rhino. Went to bed scared. Blood test results tomorrow.

Fuck

Throughout this I've had to worry about Eve. My friends are telling me that she'll work it out herself, or that lots of people don't drink. Not a big deal. Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuckkkkkkkkkkkkk!!!!!!!!!!