Achey

I am SO tired tonight. I don't know why. Just one of those evenings I guess, where things have caught up with me, and I'm aware that I have to go back to work tomorrow, and the mental fatigue and lack of enthusiasm have combined to make me feel weary. It probably didn't help that I drank two-thirds of a bottle of wine last night. I really cannot take the aftermath of alcoholic indulgence anymore. I would say that parenthood is a bit of a blocker on alcoholism - as having to take care of young children doesn't really lend itself to a heavy intake of booze - but my mum well and truly disproved that statement. I don't think she went a day without drink during any of her three pregnancies, and I'm not sure I can remember a time of abstinence in any of the years I knew her before we parted ways.
Anyway, let's not disappear down that particular topic of depressing reminiscences; let me instead say that I am sensibly dealing with my overtiredness by sitting up to watch the NFL on Sky.

RC 13-10-24