Afternoon Babes. How is everyone doing today. Seems to be a really tough time for lots of us at the moment. Pressures of Christmas, finances, expectations, family, illness, office parties and the ever present ads, everywhere you look, for booze. 
Thank you Faire, Soma, Joey, Ma, Help, Curry and, of course wise Mouse. The SWAT team was very much appreciated after my rather childish post. All I can say is that I was feeling a bit like a 10 year old at the time. Oh, and Ma you are one mean cookie on that klaxton!
Today is weird. It's taken me all day to post properly because my head has been filled with "Why". Apart from all the above, I've come to the conclusion that it may have been the pre-panto party that did for me. I'll explain, briefly. I had visions of turning up at this party - all glowing, slim, stunning and saying "Oh, no (cue tinkly laugh) I won't have wine thank you. Just a diet Coke for me please" followed by a radiant smile. The weight plateaued (sp?), I got ill, the DC got ill, ExP didn't stump up the maintenance, money worries, pre-menopause stuff, let down by the Alchol Service people and the whole pack of cards collapsed. I realised I could have my 'perfect me' unveiling in front of all these people. Sound childish when I put it in words but I suppose it's taken me a long time to realise that's what I was doing.
It's not just about the not drinking for me - it's about coping with flaws, set backs and failures in a much better way. It's something I need to learn but not sure how, yet.
Surprisingly, I have dragged the house back into some sort of shape today so feeling positive about that. Finally got into the garden to clean the dog shit up (don't you just love that job) that I was feeling really bad about and took all my two week's worth of empties to the bottle bank.
Had a lovely bath, did a bit of 'pottering around' shopping then found some energy (fuck knows where from!) to tidy and clean the house up. DC are back in about an hour. We've been muddling through with the house as I seem to have been ill for about 3 weeks now.
More positive thinking = in the past 9 weeks I have drunk for only 2 of them, I still weigh a stone less than I did when I started, back on the Campral, I have a little more faith in myself and I'm still here, asking for support from you lovely lot - rather than hiding away, shamefully, not wanting to admit my failures. Maybe you can teach an old dog some new tricks?
Baby Poor you, sending a huge hug. Bloated? Yep, me too! It seems like we've both fallen off the bus in the same sort of style? We've got dry before - and recently too - and we can soddin' well do it again, girl! xx
Fuckit How are you feeling today? You've been through such a tough time recently. Sending positive thoughts your way.
Thanks, lovely Mouse for your 'above and beyond' help. I know your mousey ears are always there - same goes in return, of course. xxxxxxx
Green thank you for your messages, it was nice to know you were there - and Koti, where are you? Are you both OK?
Hugs and tears and love to everyone today - whether you are struggling or breezing it. I wish everyone peace, health and balance for the coming days. Happy Christmas, Babes.
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