Last night I slept not one wink. The preceding evening I slept for an hour or two, around 6-7pm. And this morning I got a couple of hours in, 8-10am ’ish. This already awful situation is getting worse!
And, tragically, my excellent little run of alcohol free-ness ended with three cans of Shipyard Ale, quaffed overnight. Out of desperation, frankly. I’d managed nine days off! Pretty pathetic, I suppose.
Anyway, there’s no alcohol in the fridge anymore. How I resisted those cans winking at me all that time, I really don’t know. But I did. Now I have to start over again. One day at a time. Resist! I just wish it felt worth the effort.
I’ve been cutting back on tea and coffee heavily as well. And trying to drink lots more plain ol’ wasser. And I – or rather we (Teresa as well) – are succeeding on that front. Of course water alone can be very boring. Hence the fruity milkshakes, like the one atop this post.