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Remember that set of 4 martini glasses I bought as my Differently back on Day 15?  Yeah, now I only have 3.


This is why I can’t have nice things.  I’m going to go back to drinking out of plastic cups – it’s much more my speed.

BTW, in case you are wondering, I have broken glasses before but I’ve never broken a martini glass so it counts as being different.  Perhaps not in a good way, but different never the less.

I’m trying not to take this as a sign of anything other than I should drink less.  Or maybe more, I’m not sure which.  But I have to admit that I’m feeling almost as fragile as these glasses are lately.  I can be as cavalier as hell about the spot under my arm most of the time – I remain convinced that the chances of it being nothing are vastly larger than the chances of being something – but if I’m being honest, which I promised I would be, I’m spooked.

Monday with Dr. Wile E Coyote.  Fingers crossed.