Sober...yup, yup, as the title suggests, 70 days.
We spent yesterday at my Dad's. We had brisket for brunch...that and Lockhart sausage. Late that evening we went to Olive Garden......cuz somebody had a craving for Italian food. Yeah, that was me. I had a sampler platter. Somebody, not me, asked for a Moscato sample and they served a glass to everbody, including me. I can't begin to say how much I wanted to drink it. It was only two ounces maybe, but....I did pick up the glass and smelled it....deep breaths. Richard could tell I was struggling with it and he told me to go ahead, it wasn't much and couldn't hurt. Probably true, but, I couldn't because if I did, Idk, I might have continued. Idk.
I smelled it more than once. :( At one point my bro who was across from me asked if I was trying to ingest it or what. Ass. Richard reached for the glass and downed it....."Problem solved." A kiss to my head. 💛
Home made fried chicken for dinner. I bought a deep fryer, not sure if it makes cooking chicken any faster though.
Still not moved in, tomorrow the security company goes to do whatever crap needs to be done....we'll have surveillance outside as well as all common places inside...😯😯😯 I'm not commenting.
70 days, I got this.