Gone

It is a long time since I had a beer on a Monday night - even a pseudo-hipster raspberry one. 

It is an even longer time since I really felt I needed one. I think I swallowed it in 3 gulps. 

Not that I can explain why, except I had a demanding and exhausting day, but it was fun and rewarding occasionally too. One benefit of being ancient is that once in a while all that life/work experience can be called on by others who need a bit of help. 

I suspect tomorrow could be more of the same. I have another beer in the fridge.