Breakfasted at the Cats and then came away, but drinking a few glasses of wine, it got up in my weak brains and I can’t say I came home sober. Spent upon myself, horse etc. 3/9.
Oh, my unfortunate temper, that I have not resolution quite to refrain from drinking any thing strong, and the least quantity possible gets up in my head and then I am quite incapacitated from transacting my business.
My servant today at home dined on the remains of yesterday’s dinner. Bett Carman and Mr Blackman’s maid drank tea with me.