By chance I read an article about women's secret drinking in an old People Magazine in the optometrist's office. Then, a few days later, I saw an Oprah show on the same subject. In all the cases, husbands were just plain surprised (as my husband was) at the extent of their wive's drinking. I got better & better at hiding it as I went along. During those (now fleeting) moments when I think about a drink, all I have to do is remember the insanity.
-hidden bottles
-waiting for the liquor store to open at noon on Sun.
-driving from liquor store to liquor store
-elaborate disposal of empties
-etc.
When I think like that I realize that I NEVER want to go back to that. I'm developing a real taste for sodas, selzer, fruit juice spritzers, etc. Even one drink (a sip even) would cause me so much emotional angst. No way!
Anyhow, enough ruminating.
Mary
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