Right. Am catching up on a proper computer.
Leaving, I'm so sorry about the lawyer. Unbelievable.
Frouby, gorgeous photos. Very glad to hear that your new routine is paying off. Want to meet Baby Pony!
Flossie, brilliant moderation, esp. on a (v well deserved) night out.
Longest, all that exercise sounds fab.
Madame, just seen that you have been in hospital. How did it go??
Mixed news from me.
A very good week, overall, on the alcohol front. 4 days AF this week. Two days with one large glass and no more. Tonight was a bit worse (half a bottle of red, for no reason whatsoever). So it's still quite heavy, but not on a par with my normal self. Which is what matters, really.
You have all been so kind wishing me well. The shameful truth, though, is that I'm quite sure my feeling so ill is due entirely to alcohol withdrawal. I felt fantastic last night after just one large glass of red, early in the evening, and slept well because I didn't feel sick.
I then started to feel sick again, and now don't (having had half a bottle of red). I can only assume that withdrawal is the problem.
Which is not very good news, and not deserving of sympathy or kindness because it's all my own fault.
I am going to try to press on with serious moderation tomorrow (a new week). I am so sick of worrying about my health, sleeping badly, worrying about everything else, spending money which I don't have on wine/gin/anything. I know I am damaging my health, because it would be impossible not to, really. I have to tell myself that it's just a habit, and a habit can be broken.
It doesn't help that I feel really angry with DP this evening. He is so spectacularly selfish, and won't see me tomorrow because he has arranged everything around his own social life, from which I am excluded. I feel a mixture of hurt and very, very pissed off. The 'hurt' bit is all to do with "am I not good enough?" - but the fact is, I could be the most beautiful and brilliant woman on the planet, and he would be the same. It's him, not me.