July

What a crazy Friday night... I had a bit too much to drink and turned into Monnie, the social bee. I forget my own skin sometimes. I was dancing freely, chatting frivolously to anyone and possibly everyone and was having a jolly good [hehe, red cheeks] time.

I was relaxed and comfortable enough to not be so uptight and to leave my controlling nature aside for one night. And it helped that I was with a great bunch of friends who were as keen to have a good night out.

But I really struggled when I woke up this morning. My head was throbbing like mad. My body had retained much of the alcohol and was adamant to not digest it into the system. It was not pretty. I was a mess. Woke up about two hours after and drank some water but I could not keep it down. Again, not pretty.

Thanks to the paracetamol and greasy KFC chicken and chips, I managed to sleep until about four in the afternoon and recovered from my hangover. I am so thankful for Jerome because he drove me out to KFC earlier in the afternoon and also did the groceries for the week.

So thankful.

Being 95 percent recovered, I was able to drop Jerome off at work. Then I drove out to a friend's going away dinner followed by another friend's birthday party. The party was interesting. I only knew one person at the party but after about an hour, [so proud of myself] I had mini conversations to a good handful of people. Did not stay long since I had the car and planned to pick Jerome up once he finished work.

And tomorrow will be another full day. Church, big breakfast catch up, wedding invites [friend] in the afternoon and dinner catch up.

Then it is back to work, off to site in the middle of the week and then to Adelaide with my sister for ten days.

Packed!

Here's to sleep. I love sleep...