illusions of the drinking homemaker

People in meeting talk about their love affair with alcohol, some still say there was never any fun. I doubt I would have any illusion if it weren't for some moments where I really felt I was on top of the world:

Productive day at work, home in time to see child off the bus. After a glass of wine, now fully confident to deal with daughter and her many needs. (I orginially wrote "headstrong" daughter here, but thought better of passing blame - Thank you God)

Homework. Check!
Parental Paperwork viewed. Check!
Chores being supervised. Check!

Oh happy home! Oh happy Mommy as she slips another glass of wine!

Dinner ready to be prepared...but no Daddy. Anxiety sets in as I cannot get him on the phone (again about to toss blame onto the dear man who works his tail off to support us.)

Another excuse to open another bottle...toss off the emotions.

Daddy gets home - JOY! Dinner is ready, child is happy and taken care of, ALL IS WELL. We sit together on the couch and talk, discuss wonderful things, educate our child on wonderful things, and discuss the world. We explore her mind, and laugh together as a true family unit. I am in HEAVEN - this is a dream come true! I feel CONFIDENT, and INVINCIBLE!!!

Many Thanks...only to the wine...realizing this only when the sober sets in...