The sensible decision

Tonight I am away from home with work again.

I caught a flight this morning and am heading back down south again tomorrow afternoon.

I think I have discovered my most recent sign though: tonight Matthew, I made some sensible decisions! I have only drunk 1 g&t and 1 small glass of wine. I also turned down a very tempting invite to meet a friend rather than staying with a bunch of mullets in a crap hotel. I was also in my room by 10:15!

Am I ok?

Does my sixth sense know something I don't?

Despite my sensible decisions I still have too many petty worries about work going around in my head. I'm actually beginning to question if I like what I do anymore. When it's good it's amazing. When it's bad it's teeth pullingly dull.

It won't be long now until I know if this month has worked or not. Something in ne is cautiously optimistic, but I just can't let myself get excited.

I really don't know how much longer I'll be able to wait before I test though....