I didn’t meant to be negative in my last post. I guess by “existing” I meant that the days are just passing with respect to alcohol cravings. No little, or big, fluffy pink clouds but my moods have evened out a bit and most of the ridiculous tiredness has gone away. I’m still not sleeping well, but I’ve never slept well so let’s not make being sober do all of the heavy lifting. Some of the ridiculous consumption of sugar has slowed down too.
I have a friend/co-author visiting this week (hence haven’t had time to post). I was worried about her visit because we often drink together–not heavily, but she usually likes a good beer. The night she got here she announced that she’s pregnant. Cue the relief on my part! We’ve been working a lot but cooking good meals and running etc.
The weather is shockingly cool here this week (and…107 degrees is in next week’s forecast. Hiss), so maybe I’ll get to wear my day 30 treat cashmere sweater for the first time!
I am buying myself a pink swimsuit for my day 60 treat. It won’t get here by Thursday, but I’ll know that it’s on the way. I felt sort of bad spending the $60 but realized (a) it’s a big f’ing deal to get to day 60; and (b) that’s like 3 days of drinking money. Silly.