What goes up, must come down… and then go back up again.

I have another one of those weird weeks, they seem to be happening a lot recently, I’m not sure I can cope with them!

I woke up on Saturday, looking forward to the pirate party that I was going to that evening. I did my normal coffee and internet thing that I do in the morning. Facebook, Myspace, WordPress, bank, lottery. Everything was normal until I got to the lottery website. The balance said £0.00 but I had an alert. I clicked on it expecting it to tell me my tickets had run out, but no. It told me I had won £805!!!! I kind of believe in Karma and to me this was the good following the bad (the burglary) but then some bad had to happen, which it did that night.

The pirate party was fantastic, everyone dressed up wonderfully and we actually managed to go down the canal on the boat. The bands were on top form and the drink flowed, this was my problem. I got so drunk that I can’t remember going home, and I was in charge of Maisie. Never in my whole life have I felt sooooo disgusted with myself. Maisie said it was horrible to see and I remember when I was a kid seeing my mum drunk and it was indeed hideous. Maisie has forgiven me but it’s going to take a very long time for me to forgive myself. She gives me huge hugs and kisses and tells me it’s ok, but it’s not really, is it?

This was the bad to counteract the previous good, so therefore there must be some good to counteract this bad. This came yesterday in the form of my work mate handing in her notice which means I now have a full time job in a place I really like working in. I am really happy at the moment, but there is still a little man in my head with a big black cloud telling me never to drink again while I’m in charge of Maisie… and I won’t.