Well, I had a great start to the weekend. Hubby and I ended up having last minute plans with friends. We went out for just a few hours and I moderated like a pro and had a really nice time. When I got home, I opened a beer (force of habit, although it's usually wine). And wonders of wonders, I didn't take a single sip. I just didn't want anymore. I was so proud of myself. I didn't feel guilty at all about having a few beers while we were out. I didn't go overboard. I didn't get drunk. It was a fun evening out with a few friends.
Then on Saturday, my hubby and I went on a bike ride. Later we had reservations at a dinner theater. We rarely go out so this was an especially fun-filled weekend. Before the night was over, I ended up drinking a bottle plus some of wine. Hubby, of course, did not drink at all. We didn't have a major argument, but I know that he was disappointed in my overindulgence. Hell, I was disappointed in my overindulgence...the next day.
I would really like to moderate (like I did successfully on Friday)...Why is it so difficult? I've reached the conclusion that I HAVE TO take wine out the the equation all together. A few beers is not a problem, but wine--if I open a bottle, I finish it. Today was Day 1 AF again. I'm going to try to string several together. Having that control will lift my spirits.
Just needed to vent. I'm really mad at myself for ruining an otherwise perfect weekend. At this rate, the hubby may not want to go out on "dates" in the future. I wish I would have taken L-glut and Kudzu before we left for dinner. That may have helped me stop at two glasses of wine. Thanks for listening. Actually, as late as it is, today is the beginning of Day 2 AF for me.
Julie
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