Snowydelrico

Plastering on a Sunday.
I must have done something wrong in a previous life.
It knocks the spots off getting plastered on a Sunday.

hpdw

I like that , the humour and the truth together .
I don't forget the shame of standing in the store at a minute past 10am ( UK licencing time ) in a cold sweat stifling the dry heave praying to get out side with a supply of booze and sometimes not even waiting till I reached home taking a swig praying again than no one saw me .

Any job , plastering, painting ,digging the garden ,and the neighbours garden is better and much easier that that .

Thanks for reminding me how it was and thank God it's not like that this Sunday.

saoutchik

I hope you're finished by now. For me, working or doing anything constructive at the weekend was impossible as I was either drunk or hungover.

Snowydelrico

Finished now saotchik, just been to the circus with my other half and my 2 year old.
I was a high functioning drunk. I worked hung over or 7 special brews in.
All to a high standard too.
I used to reward myself for doing loads of work.
No wonder I broke myself.
That routine was amazingly hard. God knows how I did it for so long.