Well, after 4 days AF I was cleaning and found a big ole bottle of white wine that hubby had hid in the back of the cabinet last week (when I announced I was going AF). All afternoon I kept thinking about it, wondering if I should open it and empty it, but I didn't ... telling myself what a waste of $$ but in reality imagining pouring myself a glass.
By 6:00 when I went to pick up my dog and my DH I was feeling like I had already made the decision. Hubby had Friday off so it was like Friday night. I had been "good" all week. So, we drank. Not as much as we had been, but we drank. And, yesterday was spent hung over in my PJs.
I hate this!!! All my good intentions last week went down the drain in an instant. But, I'm here and ready to go AF again. I was worried about the weekend and rightly so I guess. Will have to pay special attention to that next weekend. Wish I could lock myself up in a room until its Sunday!
ARGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. Now I get to go through more days of feeling yucky, but its my own fault. But, as I said, onward and upward. I guess its a process.
By 6:00 when I went to pick up my dog and my DH I was feeling like I had already made the decision. Hubby had Friday off so it was like Friday night. I had been "good" all week. So, we drank. Not as much as we had been, but we drank. And, yesterday was spent hung over in my PJs.
I hate this!!! All my good intentions last week went down the drain in an instant. But, I'm here and ready to go AF again. I was worried about the weekend and rightly so I guess. Will have to pay special attention to that next weekend. Wish I could lock myself up in a room until its Sunday!
ARGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. Now I get to go through more days of feeling yucky, but its my own fault. But, as I said, onward and upward. I guess its a process.
uch:
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