Today I am reminded how much I need to work on my view of drinking and people who drink.
At this stage, I easily look down upon anyone who drinks. Mostly just those who go overboard.
Say the word “pregaming” and you’ve lost all intelligence in my book. At least for the moment. “I just wanna get wasted tonight” would be in the same category.
I am pretty positive my drinking views are based on my father, and possibly my Uncle. That seems pretty obvious though. Also, on the immature kids in my highschool… and the large amount of kids in Deland who simply drink, do drugs, and have sex and don’t do much of anything else with their lives. (Yes, I’m making generalizations.) I just associate drugs and alcohol with idiots. I think that’s mostly it.
But, regardless, I shouldn’t judge. And there is nothing wrong with drinking, it’s the getting drunk I can have a problem with, sure, but not simply having some wine or a beer.
People have their issues, and this is one of mine. I’ve addressed it, now here’s to figuring it out and redeeming it.
At first, I considered going out and drinking while here in Dublin. Then I figured it may be better to take a different approach. I’m going to stick to another approach.
Oh goodness.
Bewely’s was delicious. The Avoca cafe too. Bought a few things on sale at H&M. Ate Indian leftovers for dinner.
I also learned:
That I can only take heels in small doses.
That I can take the 14 bus, not just the 14a bus back.
That there are indeed cute men in Dublin.
That I still love a good suit… Especially pin striped.
AND that we are approved for the house. Kacie, Lori, and I move the last week of July. I am beyond excited. So relieved it went through. AND SO EXCITED.
