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I have decided 

That complete abstinence 

From wine- is unrealistic. 

Especially now. 

I take my Advil at night 

With a wee swig 

And sleep like a Bairn. 

Just not the whole bottle. 

Of wine. Not the whole bottle of wine. 

Well- not the whole bottle of Advil, either. 

18 weeks

Of mostly 6 days a week. 

I’ve worked my butt off 

Since January. 

I think we Fatties want to 

(for example) 

Loose 100 pounds 

Buy a new house

Get married

Get a PhD 

Run a marathon 

Adopt some kids

Have plastic surgery 

Knock ‘em dead at the reunion

Learn a hobby 

And drink wine on the patio

- ALL at the self-same time! 

And we end up failing miserably. 

There’s probably a term for this behavior. 

I’ve seen many bloggers try 

And fail for decades - like that. 

Looks like I made the right decision. 

Going back to 1990 

And Albert Ellis.

Rational Emotive Behavior Therapy. 

Smart thinking. 

No rule says everyone has to be nice. 

In fact, lots of people are decidedly not nice. 

No rule says you can’t have 

An unpleasant work situation. 

In fact, many jobs are 

Woefully unpleasant! 

And that’s ok. 

I think I finally took 

the training wheels off. 

Why waste a lifetime 

Waiting for things to be good?

They’ll never be all good. 

Just start and do your best. 

Free advice. Lol.