@brightspice oh yes, alcohol is boring in so many ways:
Hangovers
Anxiety
Constantly calorie counting how much my wine was so I don't go over my daily "allowance" - I think they call that drunkorexia?
Predicting almost to the minute the moment that the alcohol DH had consumed turned him from a cheery, jokey, funny man into an argumentative nasty one, and making sure our sons didn't get in his way. I have been called a Cunt so many times I can't even count them. He is also doing DJ. One set of demons at a time right?
Every birthday card I ever get has a glass of alcohol on it.
My mum drank wine every night, I don't remember seeing her drunk, but evening wine was a part of my childhood.
I do remember having some friend's home from school for tea and my grannie threw up in the sink in the kitchen in front of them. Nice. My whole family are "social" drinkers, a couple of them raging alkies.
I regret being drunk at my wedding, my grandad's funeral, my mother's funeral, every work Christmas party, god the list is endless.
Hugs to all those with traumatic childhood memories caused by booze, much worse than mine, I salute you all.
And @SailorGeri, you poor thing hurting yourself so badly, a nasty wake up call, I hope you are ok now. I have broken ribs before, it is not funny.
Gonna get me some of this Becks Blue for the weekend. I mentioned it to DH expecting him to be dead against it "that will just make me want the real thing!" but he was surprisingly in favour. I am very proud of him as he is not sleeping at all yet 4 days in, it will take him longer to regain his sleep pattern, and I know he is proud of me too, and completely flabbergasted I am doing it - I have always laughed it off before "God no why would I make depressing January even more depressing by not drinking?" etc
Onwards.......->