Odd title for this blog post today, I know, but that's about how I feel at the moment. It's about how I've felt since coming back from visiting my daughter in Germany. A little melancholy, lonely, unfilled, blah. I don't write often on the drama going on in my life here in this blog, because I wanted to keep the focus on my sober journey. But life happens, with its ups and downs, and it contributes to my efforts of staying sober. I'm not drinking to excess at all, but I have had a few beers here and there. I did drink wine once, three glasses and I felt bad. I didn't get drunk, nor do anything stupid or ugly, but as wine was (is) my worse enemy, I let myself down by drinking it. Even my husband, who I've written about being less than enthusiastic about this journey I'm on, said I worked so hard to get away from the wine, that why do it now? He thinks the beer drinking here and there is fine, because it doesn't affect me the same way a bottle of wine does, that's another story in itself, but he's right about the wine, why bother? I realize I'm writing this because it could tip me to start drinking more and more, when what I want to do was stop. There's a little more than 100 days left in the year. I want to finish the year off with no drinking, then I'll worry about 2019.
It's time to readjust my mind set and move forward once again! Wish me luck.
