I've been off work for the past 2 weeks due to my Grandpa Bud finally up and dying on us and a scheduled vacation and one of the things that I promised myself was that I wouldn't turn it into a 2 week drunk. I compromised - I only drank every other day and only a couple of times to excess.
Today was my first day back to work.......
So I get off work tonight and I'm thinking "Okay, you had a pretty good day today. Shit got out of hand for a minute but you handled it, didn't have to go crying to nobody for help. It was a good day. You do NOT need to drink tonight. You woke up clear-headed this morning and enjoyed it. Think of the money you'll save. You can do this. One day at a time, fucker."
Then I popped in that Merle Haggard cd. That was a fucking mistake.
Been home an hour and I'm on my 4th beer.