It’s more the timing of it than anything. And getting ready for Spring. I gave up my occasional two glasses of wine in favor of abstinence. I have a doctor’s appointment too. Which makes me old. I want to be at my best for the appointment.
Who am I? Where’s the old, fun, crazy hellpellet? I think I may have turned the corner to middle age. At least doctor-wise, I have. So what’s another 2 weeks of abstaining from some wine with dinner? Not much, in the scheme of things, as it turns out.