With wine on a Friday night.
It starts with a whisper at around midday. I can hear it humming softly from the fridge in all its cold, fresh, delicious glory.
The call gets steadily louder as the afternoon wears on. With each tantrum from my beautiful, highly-strung 20 month old daughter, the wine positively sings from the bottle stacked lovingly in its cosy white home in the corner of the kitchen.
As the last weekday 3.45am alarm call slowly ebbs its way from my memory, the wine mocks me, calling with promises of relaxation and smiles. As the 500th email from the past three days is meticulously answered and filed away, as the final toy is tidied away among friends, as my daughter is tucked into bed, my mouth positively salivates at that first delightful sip of cold Sauvignon Blanc.
I think I have a problem. I forgot to buy any this week.
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My name is Molly. But in cyberworld, I am Mother’s Always Right. My URL is https://mothersalwaysright.wordpress.com.
Now I’m off in search of wine.