My wife asked me to pick up some wine for dinner, which I did. Then I figured, of course, well, I'll just have one with dinner - good for my heart, right? So made it to time for dinner, and asked her if she wanted wine and she said "No, I think I'll just have water".
I literally stood with the bottle in front of me, opener in hand, and tried to figure out what to do. Open it and have just one? What could that hurt? But I smiled, put the opener back in the drawer, put the wine in the wine cabinet - only one in there of course since they don't last long in the house - and sat with my own glass of water.
And it felt pretty damn good. I don't know if I would have done that had I not been here hanging out, reading other stories, and getting the support from all. One down, one to go! Then one more... Then one more....
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