So we're on Week 2 of my sobriety quest, and it's going well. In fact, it's easier than I anticipated. I thought the first weekend would be a struggle. I can't remember more than maybe one weekend in the past 8 or 9 years or so where I didn't have a single drink on either Friday, Saturday, or Sunday. I thought as soon as 5 o'clock hit Friday afternoon, an alarm bell would go off in my head saying, "hey, you haven't had any drinks since Sunday night...you've done a good job! Treat yourself to a beer. ONE beer. Eh, maybe two. We'll play it by ear." While I did notice that it was 5 PM on Friday, I actually didn't get intense cravings for booze. I think mentally preparing myself for that weekend many weeks in advance definitely helped. I expected to have a totally sober weekend, and in fact would have probably ended up feeling disappointed if I hadn't stuck with my pledge to avoid drinking. I spent Friday night play...
A dumping ground for my imagination