… Is what I deserve.
Last Friday I went out to lunch with a friend whose birthday is July 20th (mine is the 22nd) and had gasp! the FIRST ALCOHOLIC DRINK I’ve had in nearly two years. It was a pisco sour (local drink) and it knocked me off my feet! This was pathetic in so many ways, I can’t even begin to explain it. First of all, it was the middle of the day (3 pm anyway), I got SERIOUSLY drunk and sleepy, like I could barely find my way home afterwards.
And now for the mommy of the year award moment.
While all this ridiculous one-drink drunkness was going on, the daycare people whatsapped and called me TWICE because Daniel was running a fever. I didn’t even hear the phone ring. I forgot I HAD a phone. And when I finally did come out of my drunken fog to reach for the phone, saw the missed calls and called back, I could barely gather my wits long enough to tell them I couldn’t POSSIBLY go pick him up right away. I couldn’t tell them WHY. Cos I was drunk off my ass and couldn’t drive.
To make matters worse, I went home to sleep it off and woke up half an hour after day care closed. So I was “that mom”. The one that leaves her kids at daycare long after everyone’s gone.
And all because I was DRUNK.
On one single stupid drink.
Think that’s enough substances for me. I might stick to virgin drinks from now on.
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