wine

**mood: sad, maybe a bit bitter
**noise: nothing


it's been one of those days where i want a glass of wine, i know i should be taking this to God and asking for direction and a way to confront the situation, but i still want wine. i don't like dealing with these types of situations and i don't like being hurt. it sucks. so instead of dealing i want to have a nice red wine please. i know this is wrong, not only that i'm going to wine instead of God but also for obvious preggo issues. but i still want wine. what is it with a nice glass of red wine and a bath that seems to ease my sadness and anger. and why wouldn't i rather go to God? it's times like these that i realize i'm a crappy christian. although God is amazing and forgiving and loving and constantly waiting for me to come crawling back...if i were Him, i would have dropped kicked me years ago. i'm glad i'm not God. because even after i've spent this time confessing, i still would love a glass of wine.

i'm glad i'm at work.