Sorry I’ve been remiss in posting…. Busy couple of weeks. This past weekend was filled with babies, babies, and more babies – our three precious granddaughters. Wonderful, wonderful stuff. It was also the first weekend I missed drinking, in the 10 weekends since I stopped. I wasn’t tempted, didn’t struggle, but – BUT. There were a few moments when I thought, “Shit. I would REALLY love a drink right about now.” To de-stress, relax, socialize. These were passing thoughts that zipped through my brain. I still feel as committed to being alcohol free as I did from the beginning. It just kind of surprised me to have these thoughts float up to the surface, unbidden. Like my brain is an 8 ball, like I used to play with when I was a kid.
8 ball, am I going to have a drink?
“All signs point to ‘no’.”