Sunday, February 3, 2019

Has it Really Been 70 Days?


Yes, it really has. I don't keep a mental day counter in my head. I had to look that up on this app I downloaded two months ago. I don't write here very often (OBVIOUSLY!) because I seriously do not think about drinking all that often. 

I thought about drinking constantly when I was drinking. Drinking was on my mind 24/7. I do not miss any of it. None of it. Not even the taste. 

I think staying in safety zones is enormously important for me. Just keeping to my day-to-day routine makes things manageable. I went out of town over Christmas break and it was very, very uncomfortable. Actually, it was awful! I was so not ready for it. It was too soon as many here kindly suggested. But I managed to keep reminding myself how shitty I'd feel if I had to start a Day One again. A few times I thought maybe I could just give it a break over the holiday and start back up over New Year's. But I've been there before and knew if I had even one glass of wine I wasn't going to stop the next day, the next week or the next month.

I do not want to go back to that prison I created for myself. My days and time feel so free. I can go to the store anytime I want or need to without worrying about being under the influence. I can schedule morning meetings and appointments without worrying about being hungover and feeling and looking like absolute crap. I don't have to plan and worry if I have enough wine in the house to get through the night. A large Bota Box would last two days so I needed to stop at the store every other day. But I had to change up stores of course so no one think I was a lush (ha-ha.) I do not miss any of it! 

Belle mentioned and included messages last week from pen pals affected by the Polar Vortex that came through the parts of the US. My school was closed for two days due to the cold and in days past, that would have been reason for an absolute party. My own private little party but you get the idea, an idea that also crossed the minds of many of Belle's followers.  But I did not even consider stopping by the store Tuesday when we were sent home early with instructions to report back on Friday. Because I do not want to live like that anymore.