Anyway, day 20 here for me. I made it through the weekend and all the family gathering events for my Mother-in-law's funeral. It was truly a great family time full of tears and laughter, but mostly a theme of Honor for a great lady. Days were long - an 8 hour visitation ending with a lovely prayer service, then resuming in the morning before the funeral and burial. I experienced a sense of community like a dream.
This is a family that drinks and plays cards in to the night, but not this weekend. There were beers shared by many, but absolutely no temptation for me, as I am a wine person. I could have, I would have, and did in prior events, get my own bottle and sip along with everyone. But I didn't.
There was an unexpected temptation when we arrived at our lodging for the weekend. There was one bottle of a nice Chardonnay (a fav) in the wine rack and it would be visible in that rack on the kitchen counter all weekend. I didn't remember leaving it there and it was the first bottle I have seen in the last 2.5 weeks. Would it be a temptation? - Not this weekend - it is still in the rack waiting for some other time.
Funny thing, when we got home after all the events and then the 5 hour drive, THAT is when I wanted to sit with a glass of wine - unwind after the long weekend. We were tired, but not from activity, but from why we gathered. Well, I took a bath, popped some popcorn and had a gingerale instead. Then I went to bed early. Pretty boring, but pretty sober.
I was really ready to rationalize that it 'wouldn't be a problem to drink this weekend because people do that when a loved one dies and you are gathered. And anyway, I have not declared I am quitting for good....yet"...BUT, I did say I WOULD do a 30 day AF. So that was it - I am sticking to my word. I will do the 30 - worry about the rest later.
Ok, need coffee. I hope all is well with all here
HG

CS04, hang around here and post at will! We are all here for the same reason. Hi, hula! Wow, the thought of floating in the briney sea and then a nap! Marvelous!
trying to even remember what I thought the booze was supposed to do for me. I don't think my thinking was about "fun," but it was about affecting chores somehow, and for the life of me I haven't a clue at this moment. The end result for me was not doing the chores at all most of the time, but there must have been some other lie I was telling myself. Sheesh! No wonder my house / yard / life was a mess. I thought of the South Park episode about the underpants knomes. If you have seen it, did you think it was hilarious? I was reminded of the "business plan" which was:
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