Hands - 4 DAYS!!! WOW!
Your cravings are the same as mine and actually most of the posters are, around cooking dinner, being in the kitchen, closing the door after a crap day and thinking what time would be 'ok' to have a drink.
'A' drink..... 
You got past your trigger for 4 days! That's 96 hours plus...... think of all of the times you've drunk those hours away. In the past, so did I. We all have...
Days, weeks, months. It all adds up and you are starting to see things differently, your posts reflect that. :) xxx
Ma - without sounding condescending, re diagrams etc, you can get most PC's to do it for you... you chose a template, on your control panel, go into diagrams/templates/word/doc etc, fill in the bits and the pc or laptop should do the rest for you. Or maybe my software was different to what you have. I'm glad things are feeling better in your life lovely xxx
Hope - I've been to hell and back with men over the years. and I mean in every way that you could imagine.
But now, now I have my gorgeous, wonderful, amazingly supportive, caring husband who would walk over fire to keep me safe and sober.....
During my lightbulb (or rather giant floodlight) moment, he was my crutch, my arms to fall into at the end of a shitty days, or to put around me when I was in my darkest of places..... My DH is my hero, as vom inducing as that is, it's true.
Before I really got to know him, every time we'd have a slightly warmed conversation, I'd flinch, shout at him and then leave, I'd start an argument so that he'd show his 'true colours', provoke him..... wait for the anger, the snide comments, the aggression.
What I got instead, was a man who ran after me after I drank too much at a business 'do' I'd gone to with him and thought he was flirting with some woman....
I grabbed my bag, coat and stormed out. Walked virtually all of the way home with him behind me begging me to stop, listen and talk. He flagged a cab and made the cab drive next to me, asking me to get in (it was cold and I had no coat) and the cabby was lovely, he asked if I was okay and I said yes. Just stubborn (read scared and unsure) and wanted to get home.
Anyway, after 10 mins I was in his arms, in the cab, him holding me and he took me home, to my house, I paid the sitter, made sure I was safe, stayed with me, him on the sofa all night, and the next day, called a cab before DD woke - 5am - and left, making sure to lock the door and put my keys through the letter box. He'd left a note on the dresser in my room. It said "Thank you for believing I am not like other guys."
And he's not, which is why I married him. :)
We had a few more dates, a few more of those cycles.... my behaviour, never him, and then I finally realised that he wasn't going to beat me for buying the wrong fish.
For not washing his navy socks to go with is suit for the important meeting the next day.
Eventually, I gave him a key, 7 months down the line, I introduced him to DD. She was lovely. He was lovely.
I gave him a key not long after that until his ex had fucked off. (They'd already split before we hooked up)
Anyway, sorry for waffling on. I LOVE MY HUSBAND. :)
Hello to baby, obrigada, venus, guggs, April, and all the other wonderful babes I've not waffled onto in great detail!! 
Now, time for bed. DH is almost better, but I'm still in my bed with Nemo to make life easier.
My pain is bad today.... apparently, I've got Osteoarthritis. which is in my hips, knees and pelvis.
My back kind of caused all of this.... everything has a knock on effect.
So, I promise to shut up now
and will let you aa go to bed.
Tonight I am sober, and am very happy to be so as DH is poorly, Nemo is in our bed so I don't have to keep get to him multiple times, so that I can rest too.
Stay safe all of you. No matter where you are in your journey. :)
Mouse xxx