Why My Cocktail Is Good For Everyone Around Me
I may run so I don’t kill my kids, but I drink so I don’t kill the rest of them. Okay, maybe that’s too strong, I drink so I don’t lose my shit with them.
My spouse, my co-workers, vendors, my siblings, my parents, my kids (yep they need double protection), an occasional neighbor, the dogs, the soccer moms – on no, not my soccer moms – they’re likely drinking with me (no, not at soccer, okay, maybe at soccer), but those other soccer moms, the random thousand people at Costco on a Saturday afternoon, the bureaucrats from the school district (especially those guys), frankly it could be just about anyone…
All of those people who conspire to make my life more difficult than it needs to be. The ones who make my temperature rise and my blood boil…until the liquor comes out.
I know what you are thinking – ohhhh, she’s one of those. And if that’s what’s you’re thinking – stop reading.
And quit judging.
Still with me?
That’s because you get it.
You get it when you are up early, working out at the crack of dawn so you can be around for your family and then they all act like assholes.
You get it when you are up early, planning for the week and realize you have to be in four places at once and your “better half” isn’t willing to help.
You get it when you are up early, dealing with family and an emergency conference call is called right during your kid’s doctor’s appointment.
You get it when you are up early, planning everything for everyone and you get volunteered for one more thing.
You get it when you are up early, working all day, providing for your family and coming home to a disaster where everyone needs you the second you walk in the house.
You get it when you are up early, working all day while the rest of your family has a day off and you walk in the door and they ask “what’s for dinner.” (Are you fucking kidding me right now, what’s for dinner!??!?!?)
So what’s a momma to do? Just pour yourself a drink (just one, maybe two) – wine, beer, cocktail, moon shine, for all I care – anything to dull the urge to go straight to their jugular…
First sip down, ahhhhhhhhhh.….Now isn’t that better?
No doubt the first sip is nothing more than the placebo effect. I don’t care, whatever it is, it works. Perhaps it’s the simple act of tuning out all of the bullshit and focusing, for ten seconds, on me and anticipating the rest of it melting away.
Healthy? Debatable within the medical community I suppose, but I don’t care, as long as I’m not losing my shit with people, it’s all good.
So, you Mommas who are still with me, don’t be ashamed, get through the day, raise that glass, take a sip and let it all slip away, ahhhhhhhhhhhh….
Now dig deep, take a deep breath, put that smile on and get back to doing it all.
*Drinking daily can be a sign of alcoholism, a serious problem. If you are concerned about how much you are drinking, I urge you, please get help.