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I outsmarted myself and I’m paying for it.


I have no self control.  None.  I do everything in excess.  Always.  It’s not a good trait.

I’m trying to be better.  I’m 40 now.  I’m attempting to be a grown-up.  To learn the definition of “moderation”.

Had a big girls’ night out last night.  I know the bartender.  I told him before the night began “Hey… make my drinks really weak.  And if I order shots, I can have ONE.  I can’t have more than one, okay?”.   Him:  “Got it”.

Such a good, responsible plan.   Until I decided I wanted more shots and made other people order (and pay) for them to bypass my own rule.

I suck.

And my head hurts.

Shitballs.  I’m an asshole.  Damn.

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10 Responses to "I outsmarted myself and I’m paying for it."

  1. Ann says:

    That plan was sure to fail. Bartenders do one thing really well. Sounds like a good time though!

  2. Elaine says:

    At least your intentions were good.

  3. Our GNO is going to be a riot!
    Hope you feel better.

  4. Ice Queen says:

    At least you tipped him this time….

  5. Dana says:

    I love this…..

  6. Priscilla says:

    Ummm…EXACTLY what I was thinking Saturday morning. It all started out with an innocent visit to my mother’s house (who happens to live right across the street from a bar.) 4 beers, loud music from Pandora, and singing in the living room somehow lead to a trip across the street and the rest is history..or should I say HAZY???

  7. Jennifer says:

    You’re not an asshole, unless you drove drunk or ripped your mate a new one…Isn’t it weird though that the hang-over process kind of involves feeling like an asshole, like a guilt and anxiety cocktail. This i’ve tried to fend off, deny it’s existence with recognition and hang-over cures, but it seems to be something in the gut…

    1. Hot Mess Mom says:

      Hangover guilt. There’s no escaping it.

  8. Donnaiwanna says:

    So my friend decides to “counsel” me after a night of drunken mess and blackout. Lots of wine and no food. She made me feel like the biggest loser. Then later on I thought seriously what. “Friend”. Does that. Tell me I acted like a fool e,barrassed myself and that “girl” she saw was not her friend. My behavior was inappropriate and should I act like that again her and her husband will stop seeing me. Wow really!!!! I agree I was over served I sure as hell acted awful flirting and probably loud about it. Felt horrible enough with “survivors guilt” the next day. She told me I owed these two other gals an apology ( don’t apologize to her husband though) . I called the two gals and BOTH OF THEM said. We’re good! No worries! Why would a friend need to make it point to be sure I knew it was a night of regret. Did she really care? Or. Did she need to feel superior? I’m so torn on this one! Her and I have had plenty of wine nights together. Guess I was pretty darn embarrassing that night!

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