OK. I can be a grandma sometimes. I enjoy quiet nights at home, on winter evenings I can often be found crocheting, and if I have to work in the morning I very rarely go out the night before. I have always had a powerful sense of responsibility that has kept me on the straight and narrow. But I am coming to realize, many of the things I feared would corrupt me, (because lets face it, I would rather be naive than permanently damaged) are not really all that corrupting.
A for instance... three glasses of wine on a Wednesday evening. And just so everyone is clear, three glasses of wine in my light-weight bloodstream are probably the equivalent of 5-6 for everyone else. It wasn't a party, just my roommate, her boyfriend and I hanging out.
And wouldn't you know it, I made it to work this morning. Without even a little bit of a hangover. My world did not fall to pieces, I did not lose the respect of my employers (at least not yet), and I was actually pretty productive over the course of the evening, despite being mildly intoxicated. I washed my car and then worked on my sculpture while watching The Big Chill. Maybe, just maybe, I am learning to lighten up a little and take myself less seriously. After all these years of responsible living, I think I can afford it.
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Ahem, the employer's wife is horrified.
Three glasses?
On a weeknight?
In mixed company?
Oh. My. Lord!
You sound like me. I'm very much the same way, but I'm starting to realize that I can go out and do things other than staying in and sitting around my house and I am fine at work the next day...even happier for trying something new. And sometimes I can have a glass of wine or two!! Still, I don't do these things very often and your post has inspired me to let go a little to the things I THINK are holding me back.
i always find i am much MORE productive while slightly intoxicated...studying for tests, writing term papers, final art projects, doing the dishes...ya know, the ushe. haha
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