Vow For Now

My original idea as the title for this post was going to be "What I Was Subjected To". Basically, I was going to go on about the usual crap music that gets played at Chris' company Christmas party every year, and how we still tend to sit back and mock the various disco, Michael Jackson and dance tunes.

An entire day has now passed – one which I spent in bed or sprawled across the couch cursing the bottle of vodka that sat in front of me the entire night.

I used to drink. My college days consisted of various clubs maybe 3 nights a week. Now, I rarely drink and if I do, I usually have one or two and that's it. Well, last night I fell off the wagon. I don't know if it was the stress of our 17-person dinner next weekend and trying to get all my gifts made & wrapped, the house cleaned up, a week's worth of baking done and all the groceries bought. But I literally lost count of how many drinks I had, and I am paying for it today.

All day I suffered, and was looking forward to finally eating something and watching Felicity at 8. Of course, now they don't show it at 8 anymore – something which I am only realizing now after I have missed 2 episodes. And I was only 1 ep. into the 2nd season. I know it might seem lame, but snuggling under a blanket and getting lost in a show was actually going to make me feel better. Now I have to watch hockey – in surround sound, no less.

I think I am swearing myself off cranberry & vodkas – even though I proclaimed it as my 'signature drink' last night during the drunken revelry.