Blogger speaking

This weekend I let myself go my own way. Yep, I've been drinking.

I notice that my mother's condition is one of my biggest triggers to seek relaxation in alcohol.

Not that it's her fault, because I can also start knitting or something. Although… that gives me a tennis elbow, because I start too fanatically.

Anyway, it felt okay at the time. Trusted.

And then? Back on the trail or carry on with that wine nonsense?

For anyone who thinks I did the only right thing, I'm just as disappointed as you are.

It's just not working at the moment.

Sorry, sorry, I know.

But I can't resist that urge.

I'm sure I'll flip that button again, but not now.

Sorry, not just glorious stories here…

I have no idea who reads this blog (except my dear sister-in-law), but I wish everyone good luck!