Another good example.
On Saturday, Al and Jesse and I went to our son Duncan and his wife Carmel's new apartment. They used to live 20 min. away in a town a good size bigger than ours, but still a town.
They just moved to a city that is an hour drive away, with a lot of city driving and busy visually and aurally. I had to keep my eyes closed on half the trip up there and knew I could never make this drive. Thank God for Al cos he can drive anywhere.
By the time we got there I was a bit loopy. Disoriented and words coming out ... funny. Just a bit. The guys said they weren't hearing it which was good but I could feel it.
We spent the evening in their apartment, had dinner, a nice time. And by the time we left, I had to take Al's arm as we were walking. I felt really drunk. And I'd had no alcohol. Did have 2 cans of Pepsi though, so that's where THAT came from.
I was wrecked by the time we got home. Took me the next 24 hrs to recover. Hadn't had a woozy session like that in some time. Had been feeling so cocky about being better. But it's got a lot to do with having stayed within my familiar envelope. Put me in an unfamiliar environment and it can be a different story.
Doesn't happen so much when I take on new stuff online thank goodness. But then, I'm still in my familiar environment, aren't I, either in my bedroom or my livingroom...