Thank you for all your supportive comments yesterday. Writing a blog inevitably means that one self-obsesses rather, and I don’t like the idea of sounding selfish; please forgive me if that’s how I sound. Ordinarily, I probably wouldn’t write every day, but that is what I’ve promised for at least 30 days, and I worry that people will wonder where I’ve gone – or what I’m doing – if I don’t report in!
I’m closing in on Day 12, which is nearly 2 weeks! The idea of doing this blog – an idea given to me by a lovely lovely friend – has really helped me to stick with it this time. In the months leading up to this point, I kept giving up for one or two days at a time, but I’d then always drink my way out of it, then start again with good intentions, and so on and so on. This way is working better, and I am grateful for that.
I read an article in The Times yesterday about how bad alcohol is for women, and how many women are drinking too much. And tonight I am rehearsing in London (I play in an orchestra) which means I come home around 10pm on the beer train, that awful train which carts drunken people home and which smells of burgers. Even when I was drinking, I would be pleased not to be drinking when I was on that train. These things help keep me on the straight and narrow.