I’ve been thinking a lot about my drinking and have “casually” discussed the need to cut back our drinking with Crazy Cat Boy, something he’s agreed with.
I thought that I was the one with the problem, but now I’m not so sure it’s just me. I arrived home from a trip away last weekend to a lovely dinner and a waiting glass of bubbles. This is all very romantic and I appreciate it. However that glass turned into three bottles and a lost Sunday. That’s pretty crap, and that is precisely how I felt as well.
Last night would have been five days straight alcohol free, I even took myself off for a massage to reward myself. When I got home CCB immediately suggested bubbles, he’d done it the night before too but I’d declined as I had to be up early to pick my boss up from the airport. I didn’t even say yes before he was out the door to get some (to be fair, I didn’t say no either). Now I knew I didn’t want it, I didn’t enjoy it, but drank two bottles. That’s right inside the space of five days we’ve drunk five bottles between us.
This has to stop and now I’m worried that I’ll have not only my own potential problem to deal with but to gently find out if he is concerned about his own drinking. I’m a bit confused and not sure how to deal with it all.
On a positive note last Friday, completely sober I had dinner with an old school friend that I hadn’t seen in 28 years. We accidently picked a dry restaurant and it didn’t matter at all. I can be chatty and fun without booze! We are going to pick up where we left off with another old school friend in a next month in my home town and I can’t wait.
Musings Of A Crazy Cat Lady 