Alcohol is the devil

I succumbed to peer pressure last night and had maybe three glasses of wine. Thats a lot less than I would normally drink on a typical Friday night work related binge but I’m certainly feeling the after effects. Woke early and have no change of going back to sleep. Of course I forgot to take my neomercazole last night too. I thought a glass of wine at the end of a long and emotional week would be just the ticket. Funny then how this mornng I just feel kind of ….blech!

The theme for the coming week is ‘tests’. My sister has more tests and is facing surgery as soon as possible to remove the suspicious lesion. My next blood test has to be taken by end of the week. And I’ve been asked to take on online test to show aptitude etc. Sort of a psych evaluation (yeah, good freakin’ luck!) as part of my job application to a big, big company.

I find that kind of bizarre and interesting all at the same time. And I really want the job. The role is great, pay and conditions are good….but best of all, it’s based less than ten minutes from my new apartment and work hours are 8.30-4.30 AND you can work from home one day a week. Sweet! Obviously being able to get a bit of that elusive work/life balance happening would only help my Grave’s recovery. Wish me luck!