It's about time

I stopped being so hard on myself for actually (gasp) having fun!!

I went out with Courtney last week and got stinkin' drunk. Beyond drunk. Worshipping the porcelain god, drunk. And you know what? It was great. Not the drinking particularly, but the being out with my best friend without a care in the world. I didn't have to worry about how I was going to get home cuz Courtney was driving me. I didn't have to worry about the kids or how late I was staying out or anything. The only thing I had to worry about was not embarrassing myself, which I think I accomplished quite well.

Probably would have been better if I didn't barf at work, which is where we decided to go, since I get a 50% discount on alcohol ;) But hey, shit happens haha.

When I woke up the next day (without a hangover, incidentally - I'm a rock star), I was ready to do it again (not necessarily the drinking, but the being out). I've talked with Dave more about it and I think if I could just get out once a week or so with Courtney to just sit and chat somewhere where there are adults and no children, it would be so great for my mental health. I get stressed out so easily and having a night out to look forward to makes me feel better.

Dave agreed. So tomorrow night, Courtney & I are hitting The Pot again. This time for cheese ;)