Day Two: So, so, so tired

I have quit drinking before. For a few days, for a few weeks, for a little over a month, etc. So, I know that the first day, I’m usually SUPER crabby and just want to hide in bed. The second and third days, I’m usually happy to wake up not hungover, but still generally dragging around, exhausted. By the fourth or fifth day (unless I’ve committed very clearly to a goal), I’m feeling better and usually convince myself to have a couple of glasses of wine. Which, lately, always turns into at least a bottle. Clearly too much. As I’m in that exhausted stage, I’m not feeling inclined to write much. I do want to write every day, though – even if it is terrible and unedited – so that I can create an actual record for myself and keep myself accountable. That’s it for today. I’m not going to drink today. See you tomorrow.

Day One: I must be crazy

It is 6 days before Thanksgiving, a holiday always filled with several days of heavy drinking. For me, at least. But here I am, fruit tea in a champagne flute, wanting to try this sobriety thing. I’m going to try to post every day for the next 30 days, and see how I feel. I can do it. I’m tired of feeling shitty, and I want a great life. I’m probably crazy to try now, but I’ve heard it said that there is no good time. So, it might as well be today. I’m not going to drink today.