Ode to Narcissism

Off.

So, today I took on the daunting task of cleaning my closet.  It’s not that there’s anything bad in there.  It’s pretty organized already - except for the clothes.  I have so many clothes (most of which I do not wear) that there is literally no more room for anything else.  So, I had to make the very hard decision to part with some pieces of my wardrobe.  And it sucked.

What sucks even more is that this task is not even near completion, and will need to be finished this week.

Yeah.

On another note… I was in recovery all day Sunday from Saturday’s events.  This made me realize that I need to slow down, because NO amount of fun is worth the pain and misery I was in on Sunday.  So, no more drinking for awhile.

This will probably last about 4 days.

Me:  That hangover was horrible.  I couldn’t get out of bed for most of Sunday.

The Guy:  That sucks.  Yeah, you were pretty gone.  I had to carry you from the car to the house because you were out of it.

Me:  Thanks for that.  Consider it payback for the Bottle of Red Wine Incident.  Anyway, I am never drinking again.  I haven’t had a drink since that night.

The Guy:  It’s been two days.

Me:  See?

Anyway…

I am now in bed, with my laptop propped up on my knees, watching Hugh Jackman act his ass off, with my little dog CoCo cuddling my feet.  (No, I didn’t name him.)  This is a very nice way to spend a Tuesday night.  Boring, but nice.

I am exhausted.  Off to bed.

Less shallow blog to come in the future.  Hopefully.

Goodnight.