But I went. They handed me a drink as I walked in the door. I was late and they were already drinking. I set the glass down and got a glass of water and proceeded to nibble on some snacks and talk about the new baby and look at the nursery, etc. The mom to be and I were the only ones not drinking.
I think they wondered why I wasn't drinking, but they didn't ask. I didn't tell. I left early.
I did it. And I am just fine. But I had to do much prep for this visit. I knew there would be drinking. I knew I would want to drink. I made up my mind that I was not giving up my quit no matter what the hell or who the hell.
I am home. Safe and sober.
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