I do not have a problem with alcohol.
Alcohol has a problem with me.
Sometimes alcohol is nice to me. It lets me have a couple three drinks, enjoy them, and still feel perky the next day.
Sometimes alcohol is mean to me. It will let me have a drink or two, then make me sleepy and headachy within a couple hours, wake me with a headache in the night and make me draggy the next day. Bad mean alcohol.
Alcohol is being mean to me lately. I’ll show it. I won’t drink it for awhile. So there.
It may not be alcohol’s fault at all. The past month and more I’ve been feeling on the edge of illness: intermittent sore throat, congestion, general tiredness. Could be stress.
I’ve finally updated the knitting section. Started a new sweater for a new nephew to be born next month or so.