I wonder why I like to blog when I’m feeling blah. Maybe it’s like going in my room when I was a kid and talking to my imaginary friend (that’s normal for a little kid right?)
Maybe you all (I’m not from anywhere we say ya’ll, though I have been places they say ‘youins’ – pronounced ‘you -ins,’ as in, “Youins are like my imaginary friend.)
Ok now that that is all out of he way, it’s been a blah day, I stayed late at work and took a nap on my floor before coming home. Now I can’t wait until I can crawl into bed.
I have been thinkng maybe I have some bad reaction to alcohol. I’ve been paying attention to this lately. I had a beer and a glass of wine last night is all. Wine at about 6 and a beer at about 10. I wonder if there is such a thing as developing a reaction or allergy of sorts to alcohol?
What I feel like is crying . . . and sleeping. But I’ll just do the later.