Saturday 11 October 2014

Day 6 - Normal people

So Day 6 was pretty challenging on the 'sod it, what harm can it actually do, I'm having a drink, who cares, this is ridiculous surely I can have a bottle on wine, its not hurting me'. How soon we forget was it only a week ago I'd been writing about how much I HURT, all over. I want to drink wine. That's normal on a Friday night. I like wine. Normal people can drink wine and its OK. I want to be normal and drink wine on a Friday night and its OK. I want to be normal. I'm not normal, if I drink on Friday, I'll drink on any day with an 'a' in the week and probably for a few more months before I have even one day off. Pah.

I reached out.

I had a bath.

I'm still here.

I didn't actually die of wine dehydration. Who knew.

So I'm at the cusp of my first week actually sober, out of choice. Who knew that was possible.

Why are the weekends harder. I ask this openly as a 'WHY?????'. I work at home, I'm at home most of the time, in reality for me, the weekends are not really a change in my routine, aside the husband being home. It's not like I need a treat for it being a Friday/Saturday/Sunday. They happen every week. But, they're a great excuse to drink.

I took lots of advice, I got supplies in (sweets, non-alcoholic drinks, comfort food) and I hunkered down.

When it got bad, I reached out, I had a bath. Lavender helps. Soggy wet hair helps. Getting into PJ's infront of the fire helps. It doesn't help the cravings but it seems to put a bit of distance/perspective [self-sabbotage?] between me and the wine-infested brain monster.

OK, so you want to go out in you pj's and with a soggy mop of hair out into the dark and the cold to drive 5 miles each way to the nearest shop. Really? What on earth will you tell him, there sitting on the sofa, settled and comfy. You're having a 'wine emergency'? Don't be stupid.

So my and my stupid wine-infested brain monster went to bed. Grumpy. [And slept for 10 hours.]

I'm still oh so grumpy. Normal people can drink, why can't I?

Three guesses.

Today I was a sober [grumpy] girl, a sober mum [by text] and a sober wife.

I do waffle on, so thank you for getting this far! If you've something kind or helpful to add or just want to say hello. Please drop a line below. I'd appreciate that. Thank you.

3 comments:

  1. Well done Daisy - keep going!! I'm not normal either and at the beginning that sucks and then it sucks less and then it doesn't matter anymore as wine wolfie is completely dehydrated :)

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  2. I look forward to that day. Alot.

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  3. "OK, so you want to go out in you pj's and with a soggy mop of hair out into the dark and the cold to drive 5 miles each way to the nearest shop. Really? What on earth will you tell him, there sitting on the sofa, settled and comfy. You're having a 'wine emergency'? Don't be stupid."

    Hello, Daisy - I have been lurking on your blog for a few days. Moving around the different posts in no logical order. I had to stop here after I burst in laughter from the above thought 'Wine Emergency'. I have actually been there except it would have been a 'Beer Emergency'. And yes, I've made up pretty strange excuses to suddenly remember ~ curiously close to store closing time ~ that some item must (MUST, I tell you) be bought - TONIGHT. It could be the end of the world as we know it tomorrow - gasp and out the door I go. I'm sure DH isn't so dumb and he tolerates me well.

    I love your blog - you are an inspiration to me.

    p.s. I wasn't able to comment from my wordpress address: http://justvlm.wordpress.com/ if you are interested. My blog is kind of a work in progress as I am myself at the moment.

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