This is the first week in a long time where I drank nothing - zip, nada, zero. Didn't want anything, either - and there was a full bottle of wine on the counter and three beers in the fridge from the previous weekend, when went on a binge. Friday night I drank the three beers and a couple of glasses of wine with the wife, and Saturday bought a six-pack and downed it all. Tonight we went for dinner with friends and I had two glasses of wine, then came home and had a couple rum highballs. I'm not sure what to make of it - deprivation effect, maybe? Yet I really didn't think of AL at all during the week.

Still, it's progress, so maybe I shouldn't overthink it. Truth is, I'm still drinking a lot less than before I started TSM, and I don't seem to be as "out there" when I do drink. I haven't embarrassed myself, fallen down, insulted anyone or thrown up on anyone's carpet since I started, so I guess that's something. Guess I'll just have to consider this weekend a time out.

Hi my Buddy, Welcome to the Amusement Park. I think it could be a case of the overthink. And sometimes with me, boredom. Cause that's what I'd do when bored. AL was the 1st thing on the brain. Just chalk it up to an off-week. We all have them. You're doing good. And you know it!
JANE

do not overthink(the motto)

Thanks, Jane. Yeah, I guess I'm doing much better than I was a few months ago, but I get alarmed when my consumption suddenly spikes after being fairly low for a while. The overthinking comes pretty easily, given my mild OCD and all. But if I worry too much about that, then I'm overthinking the overthinking.

My head hurts.

You know how I haven't stopped for a bottle of chard in I don't know how long? Last night I thought I'd try it. Got a VERY small one. Plus I didn't endulge til Rich came home. A biggie. Even tho it was much less than pre TSM, the bad feelings somewhat have reaed their ugly ugly head this AM. It has of course been worse. Only makes me realize the end result & the ONLY solution for me is to eventually eliminate all AL from my life. I don't nor ever did like the taste of it. What's that tell ya? The Holidays are not the problems they used to be. Since my divorce, there are few people involved. Rich & I both have small family. The only children involved are his 4 Grand Nephews & neices. Okay by me. Holiday is quiet. Just dinner here a few gifts & that's it & that's okay too.
Anyway, Buddy, you take care. If you don't celebrate as we do, just take care & above all, be safe.
PS. Gotta shop for M-I-L today. Snow on ground. I despise winter. Oh well, another thing to "get over or get under"

When you mentioned the taste, I got a flashback of my stepdad offering me a taste when I was a little kid. I hated it. Kinda wish I'd never developed a taste for it. Amazing how we can get so hooked on something we don't really like. Good luck getting through the holidays. Friday's my birthday and the wife is taking me to a German restaurant where the beer flows like wine. Or water. Or something. Wish me luck.

Me too-hated hated hated taste growing up. My mom would let us "taste" here and there at holidays (watered down port), never drank in high school and only drank beer in college to party with friends (my college roommate and I would split a 6 pack of Coor's Lite and we'd be trashed). My ex-husband turned me on to red wine in my late twenties and that was that. Sigh, if I only knew then what I know now.