Just had to post a quick one. TODAY IS DAY 30! Can’t even remember the last time I went this long without alcohol (besides when I was pregnant). Each day I love waking up knowing I had nothing to drink the night before. Now, the “night before” is another story. But we all have those, right? Total white knuckle last night. My daughter and her family are out of state for the week, so I am all alone in the house. It’s like I can get away with anything I want and no one will ever know. Very very tempting. And they left booze in the freezer and beer in the fridge. It’s always there, but it’s theirs and I normally don’t even bother with it. But now that they aren’t here. . . .
Shew, all that chatter upstairs. . . . I’ve lived with that stuff in the house for 30 days, I can live with it being there forever. I won’t touch it. Nope, not gonna touch it.