Being Boozy Is Not For Me

Last weekend was unexpectedly alcohol filled.

I didn’t go anywhere or do anything, I just drank at home with the husband.

On Friday he was supposed to go out with friends but that didn’t happen, so after my busy week, I joined him in a Friday night glass of wine or 3.

On Saturday I woke up feeling miserable and tired, I’d had a crap night's sleep, no doubt because of the alcohol.

I couldn’t be bothered to do anything so I loafed around the house all day and ended the day with a takeaway and more wine.