9/9: Caught a sore throat, made not drinking easy. Also, Rick decided to join me not drinking for 30 days. YAY!
9/10: Flu is still around, actually worse than yesterday. Drinking is not even on my mind. Actually, I am really excited about feeling better mentally.
9/11: Day 3 of the flu. Shoot, keep this flu going and quitting drinking will be a breeze!
9/12: Still sick. First day of weekend, which normally would have been the hardest to get through. Sickness made this a non issue. Rick is still going strong too. Got book in the mail from Amazon: Mommy doesn’t drink here anymore: Getting through the first year of sobriety.” Got good reviews, hopefully it will be helpful.
9/13: Turns out I have strep throat. Antibiotics should knock this sickness out quick!
9/15: Went to first AA meeting. Meeting everyone there made me feel really grateful to have everything I have. It also reinforced my desire to fix this issue now early on, instead of letting it get out of hand down the road. I told my story during the candlelight discussion, and of course cried. But I was still able to talk and it felt good to get it out.
9/16: Had a nice lunch with Rick where we discussed my previous night’s meeting and also both agreed that getting through each day is much easier than we both thought it would be. It seemed so much harder to commit to quitting, but actually not drinking hasn’t been too tough. Not taking for granted that it won’t always be like this, but enjoying it nonetheless. Also told Jamie, and of course she was supportive.
9/17: Jogged a full mile without walking, just like I used to do all last year! Haven’t done it since we moved here. Part of that might have been the heat of the summer, but part of that was definitely motivation, or a lack thereof.
9/18: Went to an Anworth lunch and wanted wine. Everyone at the table had some except me. Nobody asked why I wasn’t drinking, which surprised me and made me a little bit anxious on the walk to lunch. I wasn’t tempted enough to take one, but looking at all of the glasses I definitely wanted one. I did come to a realization. I don’t crave 1 glass of wine (or 1 drink). I crave LOTS for a drunk feeling. And obviously that isn’t possible at a company luncheon, so it wasn’t too hard to talk myself out of wanting one.
Also a tad bit anxious about getting through the weekend. Last weekend I was sick the entire time, so it was easy! This weekend I will have to make sure I keep myself busy.
Jogged a mile again tonight, 2 days in a row!