Ah, well at the beginning of the month I joked with my friends when they asked me how my “Dry January thing” was going and I said, “Well, let’s just say that it’s mostly dry with the occasional showers!”. We all got a laugh. Truth is–it’s been showers EVERY day. Nothing even close to there being a dry day in it thus far. But, that doesn’t really surprise me. In fact it doesn’t even bother me.
Doesn’t bother me? Has ‘Nelson the psychopath’ finally emerged? No, no, nothing as serious as that, although I haven’t seen a psychiatrist for a professional opinion. There is no need. Well, you see, I went into this whole Dry January thing with only one expectation; that by the 31st of the month I would be off the booze. I’ve given myself a whole month to do this, to wean myself off, taper down and all that. Today is the 24th. I still have 8 days to accomplish this, and I really think I’m going to do it.
I’ve stopped going to the pub. That’s been hard. The first two weeks were the hardest, but now I’m quite comfortable with staying home and getting drunk. Ok, that’s a “ha-ha-ho-ho” thrown in. Actually, staying home, I’m drinking about half amount that I used to. One night I had only 3 small cans of 5% cider. I’ve been averaging about 4 cans of the same per night for most of the month (except for the 2 times I went back to the pub and got really drunk, of course, but those don’t count right?).
So here’s the rub. Turns out I’ve had quite the love affair with my booze, for a very, very, very long time (like, 40 years). I can’t just dump her (no pun intended). I’m having to let her go gently, as it turns out, and I think I’ve been doing pretty well with that, which is why I think I’ll be able to give her my final farewell sometime in the next few days, on target for the 31st at the latest…wow, that was a long sentence.
So there we be. And, by the way, two of my best “pub buddies”, who I convinced to join me on this Dry January thing have actually done very well with it compared to me. One is at day 23, the other at day 14. Both of them told me yesterday that they have no plan to go back to the bottle, ever! How great is that!? Awesome great that is. Warms my heart.
Onward and upward.