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Morning all! Day 6 for me today and a stiff test awaits: an afternoon in the pub with friends gambling on horses. I read something recently that really resonated (fuzzy it might have been on that hangover free blog you put me on to, I'll try to find it) - it was about 'attempting to moderate' and how it often doesn't work because by choosing to have 'a' drink, but knowing oneself, one is actually choosing to abdicate responsibility for what follows almost at the moment of the first sip (ie 'accidentally' ending up completely slaughtered - but I only intended to have a couple...etc). So I'm channeling that today. I am choosing to retain control of myself. I am choosing to ensure that there is no chance whatsoever of me getting myself into the state I was in on Saturday night . I am choosing to avoid a monumental hangover tomorrow.
Another aspect is that watching DP is like seeing my previous self with new eyes. He rolled home last night with a kebab and a bottle of wine after about 10 pints in the pub, asked me the same questions several times, told me the same things several times, got right on the cat's nerves, smashed his wine glass, fell asleep on the sofa without locking up as he had promised (I knew he wouldn't manage it) and kept me awake snoring most of the night. All in all, not particularly endearing. Except previous me wouldn't have noticed because previous me would have been just as arseholed as he was.
So fingers crossed I can hold that thought today and if it gets too much I might nick off round to slim's - an ice cream treat sounds like just the thing!