I am still quite sick but the wine witch has not come calling and as bad as this cold is, I am grateful that it is stopping me from drinking!   Day 3 here I come   TWTIK Advertisements

As the struggle continues to be on and off the booze, I am sitting here with a terrible cold and still wanting a drink…  I notice the feeling of my craving, the knot in my chest, the need to slow down my ruminating thoughts, the obsessiveness of my mind, checking email, checking Facebook, restless, bored,… Continue reading Cravings

I always think weekends will be so hard not to drink, harder than any other day.  But that is not true for me as I have woken up on a Monday or Tuesday with a major hangover.  I don’t tend to drink more because it is the weekend. Everyday I seemed to have a reason… Continue reading Saturday Night

When I feel constantly like I am recovering from some degree of a hangover, I really don’t enjoy the simple things. It is so nice to enjoy a coffee or 10 minutes to read an article.  Usually I am focused on just wanting to feel better and much energy goes towards trying to relieve the… Continue reading Enjoying The Simple Things

Many successful sober bloggers talk about taking things minute by minute. I have  never really understood the minute by minute advice, not that I didn’t think it would help, I just thought I would feel like I wanted to drink more as the night went on.  What could be different a minute later?  I needed… Continue reading One Minute

I thought I would remind myself again, why I cannot drink anymore. The wine witch is not calling my name tonight BUT I want to write down how I feel hungover to remind me when I am tempted to drink.  Nothing is worse than a hangover! The awful 4 a.m. wake up with a dry… Continue reading Hangovers

The war is still progressing between the wine witch and I.    We are both taking casualties and winning on different days. I managed to stay sober while away at the in-laws cottage and had a great time with my son and niece.  We swam, ate lots of ice-cream and I slept like a log.… Continue reading Triggers