Back from the brink

Or perhaps I should say back from the drink. Wow, yesterday I had a major wobble. Thank you so much to everyone who commented, and I’m sorry I haven’t replied to each of you. Prior to the wobble, I’ve been trying to reply to everyone as I go along, but I think that may not always be feasible. You guys saved me, though.

I was THIS CLOSE to chucking it in and going back to my old ways. I had mentally poured the gin and tonic and could imagine drinking it. Instead, I took the dog out, and read the kind emails and comments encouraging me to stay with it, nobody judging me, everybody just incredibly supportive and understanding. I came home and pushed though the g & t thoughts, making myself a plain tonic and lime instead. I must say, it was very very difficult.

And I had the conversation with my husband! I explained that moderating wasn’t going to work for me at the moment, and that although I realised it looked like a big deal, I was going to try and drink no alcohol at all. I didn’t tell him about the blog. He looked a bit stunned but said ok, let’s give it a go. He said I’d had a mad look in my eyes last weekend when I’d made a fuss about his pouring less in my glass than in our guests’ glasses. So I think he gets where I’m coming from. And he is such a legend, that he said he would try not to drink as well.

I’m off to the celebratory birthday lunch shortly. My actual birthday is tomorrow so I’m now officially entering the Danger Zone. Don’t worry; I won’t go Missing In Action.