Window of Opportunity

Chapter 9

Previously:

Finally lying down with a smile on my face and a bedroom that seemed to be slightly spinning, I felt at peace for the first time in a long time. I drifted off to sleep looking forward to calling Tina.  

The morning came way too quickly. The sun was streaming through the shutters that in my drunken state I had forgotten to close. It was quiet throughout the house and I wanted to sit up but man oh man did it hurt. I rolled over and saw that Kit had left water and Tylenol on the nightstand and I was thankful for her foresight.  Even though I didn’t think there was a chance in hell of getting rid of this headache, I was willing to give it a shot so I pushed myself up, using the last bit of energy that I had and popped the pills in my mouth. The water was still chilled so she must have recently placed it there. I needed to get up and see who was still here and try to figure out what time it was. The night started coming back to me and I realized that my plan was to call Tina today and suddenly, I was sitting. That bit of hope pushed me upright and almost gave me feelings in my legs again but that was just wishful thinking. I had no doubt that I was still drunk and gave in. I lay back down and went back to sleep.

At noon I woke again feeling human. I looked at my watch, saw the time and decided that I must suffer with my hangover but I had to get up. I was not going to waste the entire day. On shaky legs I walked into the bathroom and started the shower as I brushed my teeth. My mouth felt like something had died in it so I must have smoked some of Shane’s cigarettes at some point during the evening. I needed to prepare myself for the lecture from Kit about smoking and since we were drunk as skunks, I think that should be overlooked. Oh well, I’ll take what is given to me.  The shower felt like heaven. I stayed in forever…well at least until I saw that my fingers were starting to prune and the hot water was turning lukewarm. I put on some yoga pants, a tank and flip flops. I ran a comb through my hair but did nothing to style it. I squirted some Visine in my eyes…I looked like I had been on a crack binge with those bloodshot eyes. Finally I was ready to go out and face the others. Surprise surprise, they were still passed out to the world. Well Kit wasn’t there but Shane and Alice were out. I walked into the kitchen, started some coffee and found a note from Kit: