As I pack up my bags at the office, a quick look at my watch tells me its late; it’s been a long day but it’s been a good day  …

Lovely sessions with great clients, positive results and amazing progress.

I take a minute to reflect on how much satisfaction I get from the work I do.

I’m feeling good and I also realise I’m cream crackered!

My mind wanders to dinner and I throw around the options of the fridge contents into possible scenarios of speed, satiation and what needs using up. I then remember it’s taken care of this evening by hubby … good stuff. My contribution – wine.

It’s a couple of weeks into January and although I don’t do the ‘drink detox’ just hours into the New Year, I have the intention of reducing my quaffing quite considerably. In a house with both adults thoroughly enjoying the red stuff … and white for that matter, it can be quite a challenge to get both of us in the right frame of mind on exactly the same day.

It usually ends up with me instructing “no wine for me this week!”. By Wednesday hubby is throwing the idea of a bottle of fizz into the ‘will she, won’t she’ scenario and testing my resolve!

Generally, it breaks on Thursdays which is a day I work long and late hours. By then hubby is over his midweek hump and isn’t so bothered. It’s a pattern that’s been going on for some years now.

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