I'm going to a wine tasting on Friday night.
Sunday I decided I needed to purify my body. Eat some healthy food (so much for 5-a-day). Make it to the gym. Sleep. Find some old habits which have gotten a bit week in the past 2-3 weeks. And that included holding off on alcohol until Friday.
As a present to myself, for fining the last shift, EVER, in labor ward hell, I took myself out for sushi. Had coffee and read my book before hand, and decided a dinner at the sushi bar, solo would be ideal. So the waiter asked me what I wanted. She had a very, very thick Asian accent. I said tap water. She looked quizzical. And brought me a Tab. I should have just taken it to be polite. But then I decided to drop the tap, and figured bottled water would show up. Just water, I said. And a glass of wine appeared.
I cursed the universe for tempting me like this. And erred on the side of politeness, and drank the glass of wine.
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