Blue
Blue
You’re not in love, you’re in like for the first time in a long time. But during a study session he asks you if you could get Sandy’s number. She’s a Budweiser model type of chick and you’re the Chapstick type. Blue. You’ve got the drinking blues.
For the first time in nine months you sleep six hours straight. You repeat the exact dinner time and bath time routine in hopes that the baby will actually sleep through the night again. 1 a.m. wake up call 4 a.m. wake up call. Your other kid wakes up at 6:30 a.m. Blue. You’ve got the-parent-sleep-deprived-I-need-a-drink blues.
The Lottery is up to 100 million dollars. You play the same numbers every week for the past three years. You failed to play on Tuesday because your dude took your wallet by accident. You tell him to pick you up a ticket. He fails to do so. Your numbers come in. Blue. You got the I-should-divorce-you-right-now drinking blues.
You worked for five days and five nights on this story. You think it’s awesome. You submit it. Six weeks later you get the it’s-not-you-it’s me rejection letter. You get the writer-drinking blues.
Blue.
The Wish Factor 
Ouch
Smart idea… 😉
Totally understand. 😉
Funny and real. Just as long as you don’t wake up with a real bad hangover. Then you’ll have the aspirin blues. 🙂 Here’s my blue: http://wp.me/p1TywS-su
~Anne
Very creative answer to the challenge!
Thanks 🙂 I always try a different take on the challenge. Glad there are fellow drinkers out there appreciating The Blues 🙂
I felt every part of your blues. Minus the drinking since alcohol closes my airways due to bad allergies . I would have thought the same if my number got picked but did not win because I failed to get a ticket. I would have jumped over a….
Cool post…blues or not!
I know how you feel. Keep up the writing.
Thanks…sometimes you just have days like this. I appreciate the encouragement and thanks for visiting 🙂