It's Come to This

Well this is what I've been driven to. After an incredibly bad and stressful day where I was pushed to the brink of tears over my yoga business, I just coudn't take it any more. I told Karlo on the way home that I wrote to a friend this afternoon and told her that I want to run away, hide in a closet and drink until I passed out. If you know me, you realize that things must be pretty bad . . .because I don't really drink. So as soon as we got home Karlo asked, "So what are we drinking?" I wasn't actually serious about drinking, but I figured what the heck? I could use to relax a little. So I reached for the unopened bottle of Hungarian Plum Brandy. Knowing how much I love plum wine I actually started to look forward to the sweet-tasting treat. Well, I was in for a surprise. This stuff was terrible! Holy burning, non-tasting nastiness. But I drank no less than 5 shots anyway. And it did the trick. I relaxed, ate dinner, played with the dogs, took a shower and basically did nothing productive all night. And I liked it. If orders are still coming in tonight, they can wait. Why should I stress and scramble because customers are lazy and wait until the last darn minute to shop? Too bad. I like my new attitude. I should drink nasty plum brandy more often!