Jvo, teenagers you have to love them. I got up to a messy house with bourbon cans on the coffee table and i left them there and had a chat to my son that if the mess cant be cleaned up and respected then his friends are not allowed over. I didnt yell or lose it like i would have done hungover. Its funny but today i feel truly grateful that i am af. Funny how our mind goes from being depressed and anxious to happy and euphoric. Blah!
The one wine thought also, hey you cant buy one wine so it would be a bottle, god i could not stop at one bottle and would have to buy two just in case. My daughters 1/2 bottle of wine is still in the fridge and she now wont drink at my house as she knows it will be too tempting for me. I keep it there to show how strong and determined i am to not drink and it seems to work this time around.
Cant believe i have already vacuumed and done some washing. Before i would be popping paracetamol and laying in bed thinking why did i do this to myself again and then at 4pm go to the bottleshop to start the whole vicious cycle again.

Thanks for sharing the tool box. You sound pretty in touch with yourself. Keep on working that sober muscle!
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