Dare I say it? I am on day 24 and I'm feeling great. This month so far as been like taking a magic happy pill. I am more productive at work, I am losing weight, I have been waking up in a good mood. It has gotten easier at night. I don't get that thrill of the work day being done and knowing I can jump into a bottle of wine as soon as I get home. I just know that I won't be drinking tonight, so its easier to not drink. The most difficult thing is that I have always had in the back of my mind that I would give myself permission to drink on February 1st. I know how that will end up, just as it has a million times before. I will gradually (within the week) be right back where I was. I will have broken the seal. I will drink February 1st with plans to not drink the next day, or only have a few on the weekend, then I'll drink February 2nd, because I didn't drank that much on the first, and hey, I've got this now. February third will be a Saturday and I'll allow myself "this one day" to drink more because its the weekend and I'll drink too much. Then Sunday i will fell crummy and will be lazy, and depressed and eat junk food. Sunday night I will have to drink because the depression is killing me, then Monday I'll start the week off with a bad attitude.
So, this is my story. This is exactly what will happen......so, I'm going to do a 100 days with no alcohol challenge. I have a trip to Las Vegas, a formal dinner party, my birthday and my husband's birthday, and the Superbowl during these months. "Reasons' to drink. I am putting it out there. I am going 100 days without alcohol. That didn't feel invigorating to say, but I said it nonetheless. More adventures later.....
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