I meant to get up and go to church, and I meant to go to the inlaws.
I didn’t do either. I slept through service and then I had my husband tell his family that I wasn’t feeling well so I could just stay home and watch movies on Hulu. I wish I felt bad about this, but honestly, I just feel relieved.
Now it’s almost 11 pm and I haven’t had dinner yet and I really need to get to bed. But I also want dinner. I’ve been drinking a lot today. I had some wine and on my fourth can of beer.
I wish I could do better. I wish I could treat myself better.