Technically I owe you two posts today, one for Friday and yesterday. But before I go into that, let me tell you about two weird things that happened back to back last night around midnight.
I went to bed around 10:30 because I was still feeling trashed from Friday night. Fell asleep and had the weirdest freaking dream. In it, my step-father, with whom I have had no contact in at least 20 years, had kidnapped X2's sister and was exploiting her. I decided to go rescue her and some other girls he had kidnapped. There were more details most of which were bizarre like the little dog that got in the house, or the insane cult leaders, but what a strange dream. I awoke from it to hear pounding on what I thought was my door. I realized it was the neighbor's door being struck with mighty force. That's when I heard "M this is the police, open up or we are going to break it down". That got my attention. I then heard rustling in the bushes outside my window. I am on the second floor, and the cop was tapping on the guy's window from the outside saying basically the same thing and they were just there to check on him. I guess someone was worried about this guy doing something stupid and sent the cops over. Very surreal kind of moment. I didn't hear any doors being broken down so I assume he let them in finally.
Back to Friday - went to work for a half day and then went off to meet my new doctor. I like him. Good age, good demeanor, and seems to be a sharp guy. We are meeting next week as well. He wanted to know specifically why I wanted his help and I told him I needed help with building my coping skills to be able to deal with all the shit in my life. He said that made perfect sense and he believes he can help me. Good. Let's find out.
Then I headed to the hospital to be with my brother. I met his adopted parents for the first time. Little weird, but not as odd as I thought it would be. They are now worried about his liver functions and are watching him over the weekend before deciding what to do about his heart. I am going to stop by today to see how he is doing.
After the hospital I went off to the meetup group. When I got to the bar, I saw drinks were 1/3 off for happy hour. I had about 1/2 hour left so I had a couple of drinks. Not enough to get drunk, but enough to relax without breaking the bank. I then switched over to diet coke as planned. We had a good turnout. There were 8 of us and everyone was really nice. Someone suggested we go somewhere else for a little dessert and I recommended the place where my friends work. Six of us headed over there and that's when the trouble started. My buddy was bartending and he started pouring me absinthe. I didn't pay for anything which was the upside, the downside was I had at least a 1/2 bottle of the damn stuff. Two other friends were there and after about an hour they suggested we all go off to another place. I got outside and realized there was no way in hell I could go anywhere else. I headed home. I do not remember the drive home. What I do remember is coming to briefly at 9am, naked, sitting up, on the couch. I looked around, crawled to the bedroom and passed out again until 1pm. When I got up I checked my phone and it appears I had a conversation with someone around 1. Just a buddy, nothing more. I think he was trying to figure out where I had vanished to without telling anyone. I did see I sent a text to H1 which was completely incoherent. She replied with "I don't understand" and then about two hours later, "Are you alright??". I never responded. I didn't hear from her yesterday either.
I did go to the chocolate tasting yesterday. Was not my type of people. There were 10 of including the person who was running the tasting. They were all these eco-hippie freaks. I just did not like the people there. The way the woman was presenting the chocolate and how oh this one is fair trade and helps build schools in the country blah blah blah. For $20, I expected less talk and more chocolate. We tasted 8 bars total and I liked one. You got to take home the bar you liked, but totally not worth it. Sorry. Was not impressed.
Came home, did laundry, watched PR, cleaned out my dressers and re-arranged some clothes like I had planned and went to bed. All in all a bit of a wasted day, but it's what I get for making poor impulse decisions as my friend put it. There's something there I need to think about. Do I have poor impulse control or do I simply lose control once I start? It's easy for me to say no to things when I don't want to do them, but when I start in, I have a hard time stopping. Does that make sense? I mean, I can go a week or more without drinking, but once I start drinking, I have a hard time stopping. Slight difference, but a difference none the less. I need to explore this with my doctor.
Today is my nephew's birthday. I am supposed to head over there at 1. I will make a guest appearance possibly. I am also going to the hospital as I mentioned. Other than that, not a big day planned.
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