I hate myself, I have no excuse, I've been through this before. I stopped drinking, I went to meetings, I got a sponsor. Then I dropped the sponsor, stopped going to meetings, and finally started drinking again. I'm so pissed off at myself and frankly at the rest of the world. I went to put something in the recycling yesterday morning after my husband had charge of the house and our child for 24 hours (I work 24 hour shifts a few times a month). Find an empty bottle and an empty 40 oz microbrew. Oh yeah and our kid's diaper clearly hadn't been changed for several hours BEFORE going to bed the night before, because our son reeked of pee and his bed was wet, with a maxed-out diaper. Then he has the nerve to give me some errands to run for him before leaving for work. Mr Father of the Year can't get through 24 hours of my duties without a trashed house, 6 drinks, and a ****-soaked toddler.
Guess what I want to do? You know it. Because I'm mad at HIM. That'd really show him right?
Yup, not too smart, indeed.