When I gave up drinking I found I had far more energy, time on my hands and a sense of freedom I hadn’t known for years, but if I also expected my intellectual prowess to improve it was not to be.
This weekend my challenge was to put together an IKEA shelving unit.
The old me would have had a bottle of wine before attempting any such task as this, and then another bottle during the exercise which would have inevitably taken most of an afternoon to complete. This time I had nothing more toxic than a cup of tea to hand and I was consequently brimming with confidence. So much so that against my wife’s better judgement I dispensed with the reading the instructions.
There were only six pieces to the shelf unit, but despite this I somehow managed to cock the thing up completely to the extent I had to take force it apart again which damaged it.
Alas poor brain cells, I knew them well!