Danger, danger

The weekend weather was just frightful, and I could not bring myself to make the drive to SAQ depot in Gatineau. It's Sunday night, and I'm heading into the week with one bottle of unopened white wine. I don't know why I need it, I just blindly accept that I do. Risk of budget disruption in one form or another is running high.

To get through the week without incident, I promise myself:

• to not even so much as walk into a restaurant
• to find time for a candlelit bath before bed at least twice
• not to buy wine in a restaurant or order a single glass in a bar
• not to go to bed crabby because I have not had a glass of wine
• to be extraordinarily patient with my children and my coworkers
• to return the empty bottles in the garage before the week is up
• to reward myself with a Vintage bottle from the LCBO bin ends

I'm on vacation the following week. My mother, sister and niece are coming to visit us.