The evil liquid
Last night I went out with a mate, first time in ages I’d been out for a few drinks. I was looking forward to it, not least because the venue we were to go to was having a birthday party for itself so had free drinks for two hours. Nice.
We headed off and met a few others there, including some people we both went to school with, it was good to see them again. Several free beers were had, followed by a few more and soon we were pretty jolly. My mate and I decided to go back to my place and have a bottle of red and watch a DVD.
We caught the train home and my darling girlfriend picked us up from the station, it was quite late. She’s been working bloody hard lately at work and my decision didn’t really take this into consideration. I was pretty full and talking quite loudly, which stopped her getting to sleep for a while, and she was pretty knackered today.
I woke up pretty seedy and feeling a bit under the weather. I also felt bad because she’d had a crap sleep and had to go into work today, while I could spend most of it on the couch feeling sorry for myself.
Overall, while I had a great night and caught up with some people, I did the wrong thing by my girlfriend. I don’t think I’ll be drinking like that again for a while.
You’ve got nothing to worry about, sure she’s stressed out but if its the first time you’ve been out in ages, she’s gotta give you some leeway regardless of what she’s been doing.