Whoo-hoo, hope you enjoy teapot. Don't think I've ever leave me bed if I'd a duvet like that.
I hear ya rb, littliest here has a cough and been spluttering constantly beside me the last few nights.
Sounds stupid but Im actually really proud of my dad, he stopped drinking very start of Jan and hasn't touched a drop since. This is a man that usually has a few beers topped off with a few hearty measures of whisky most nights. Considering telling them I'm stopping for good. With all that has happened I think they will understand more now.
I do still think back on the good times I've had drunk or miss that 'ahh' feeling at the end of a hard day with the first sip of wine. At the same time I know that drinking had got pretty damn boring and thats ignoring all the foolish, embarrassing or reckless situations I'd got myself into. Had got me boring where the highlight of my day was locking the door for the night and sinking deeper into a bottle by myself. Not that my life's a rollercoaster of fun but it's real and it feels genuine. If I choose to spend a day lying around reading a book it's what I enjoy doing and not hours wasted in a fuzz or a state of headachy anxiety.