Originally Posted by
trez 
made it to work, but I can't imagine that I'll get anything done today.
Why the heck do I do this to myself?
This is insanity.
I remember so many mornings dragging like that at work. Hung over and hating the way in which I was feeling. Knowing that there was no way that I could do a good job while in that condition. Telling myself never again, only to go home after work and start the drinking and using process all over again.
How I made it to retirement, I'll never know. I do thank God for my retirement check for I so easily could have been fired as were many of my drinking friends.
Mountainman