Hungover in March

I guess the party is officially over? Hangovers only start when the party ends, at least that has been my experience, so that must be what is happening. That is the only way to explain my month long hangover... It couldn’t be my social calendar and old age, because that doesn’t make sense. 

This may come as a surprise but I haven’t been drinking as much recently. Martin gave it up this past summer (whether intentionally or not who knows) and I just don’t have the energy to finish a glass of wine most nights (I normally pour myself one to enjoy while cooking which typically lasts through dinner and, by the time we have wrangled the kids into pajamas and bed, I have lost interest and will pour the half drunk glass down the drain). But starting March 1, after martinis with Hubert to celebrate, or commiserate, the end of an era, the drinks have been flowing and with it a nonstop hangover. 

I had drinks at the Sutter Gutter with my old old crew, Miller High Lifes at Ace’s with the current crew, fireball shots and karaoke at the best dive bar in town, dinner at my old boss’s house and fancy martinis with my new boss at a new restaurant downtown, drinks every night during McKane’s baby shower weekend and a weekend wine tasting with Erin in Calistoga (although the Calistoga weekend caused less of a hangover and included 8pm bedtimes) 

I am exhausted and can’t figure out if I am officially back in the party mood, if I am drinking away the sadness recently caused by work or if this is the start of my midlife crisis. Stay tuned!