Let me clarify, I am drunk. It is 4 am Saturday morning and I am drunk. This is kind of an experiment as to how this will sound in the light of day. Nothing notable happened, just an inkling of an issue and my drunken mind thinks (right now anyway) that this might be a good time to talk about it... I guess I'll see about that.
Mac and I pawned off the kids this weekend and went to play poker. We played for about an hour, Mac was sent packing and left me to win back our $180.00.Once he was out of the tourney, Mac went around the corner to the bar to wait for me... several hours later I joined him, just as much a winner as he was.
When I got there, he was extremely, noticeably drunk... which isn't my reason for this post. It's the weird mean look that he had that caught my attention. He was mad... at me, which I didn't understand because I wasn't even there and had done nothing to cause him any anger. Tonight, we got home and after a few off comments he went to sleep.
Right now we manage this issue. Nothing note worthy has ever happened and to this point everything has been managed to never cross a line that we couldn't return from, but still, I would say this is our number one "issue"
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Too bad I forgot to hit publish post... hahah I said I was drunk!
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