Living Wrong

Ok ok, new post. About time too… and the time precisely? – Ladies and gentlemen it’s donk-a-buck o’clock, ten to tilt, half past steaming bloody maniac.

The combo of excessive anticipation and the absence of husbandly supervision saw me lose February’s £100 by Friday afternoon. I regrouped, took a walk and re-bought another $100. That had gone by the first Big Brother eviction of the night, so I re-bought again – another $100. Didn’t lose all of that….. Til Saturday. I wasn’t even drinking…. just rubbish.

So, two nights - £200 ….there’s a bit of honesty for you. To anyone who’s read the blogs of the big higher rollers, this will seem like peanuts. It’s not peanuts to me – it’s almost half my spends for the month. Shamed-faced confessions to the husband on his return, who pointed out that he’s doing additional marking (he’s a teacher) over the next fortnight to try to earn a third what I’d lost in just 48 hours ;-(

….. Then a regroup and look at my finances. Am now restricted to £75 poker spends per month this year. I decided – oh the logic of the addict – that it was best to start afresh for Feb and put in that £75 rather than go a whole month without.

No chance of a poker-athon on Sunday with the watchful eye of mr donk on me… so cooked, sorted spare room, did tax and a couple of work things, watched Shipwrecked, Back to the Future and Shilpa winning Big Brother. Soooo much more fun that playing poker

…. Played three SNGS on crypto once I had started to repair the karmic balance, and with all my living right that day, won two of 'em. Of course.

Keep coming back to thoughts on addiction. Will write more about that soon…. Meanwhile, wish me luck on living right tonight.