Out of the darkness into the light

Yay, a new blog from my smart, healthy friend!

Whisper nutrition

I was asked all day about how I ended up going down  this path so I’m briefly going to tell you. Although this story starts off sad it has a happy ending to look forward too. I grew up in a world of addicts , narcissist , criminals and liars and I felt like there with no safe places to hide. I went from school to school in fact I stopped counting at 31, so please excuse any spelling mistakes. My back story can rival any novelist imagination ! However it’s the  life altering years I’m focusing on today. I used to ask myself questions like why are people mean to me and why don’t they see the real me or hear what I’m saying. Also I was thinking that ” I must have done something terrible in my last life to deserve this “ , why am I even…

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Missing My Family – Furry & Otherwise

I’m away for work ATM and am missing my entire family.  The poor girl cat had to have four teeth out yesterday and I’m not there to give her a pat.  Sure, Crazy Cat Boy is there, but I feel guilty that I’m not.

I’m missing Crazy Cat Boy as well.  He’s on holidays before his new job starts (going to be a risk, but a calculated risk so I’m worried about that as well!) and has been away visiting his family so I’ve not seen him much. Or spoken to him, as he’s between jobs he’s also between phones.  Wow, you don’t realise how much you rely on them now until one of you don’t have one!  I guess missing him is a good thing though!  LOL

Right, I’m off to score the best spot in the meeting room before the hoards arrive… two days of wanna be alfa males beating their chests to impress the new boss, I’m going to be doing a lot of eye rolling!

PS: 22 days built up again with no booze.  I really haven’t missed it much this time around.

A Slight Wobble

stumble

Alright, if I’m honest it was more of a stumble than a wobble…

At 103 days we had international visitors descend on us and proudly present us with a bottle that “we brought all this way just to share with you.  We went specifically to the cellar door to pick it up!”.

Oh crapsicles was my first thought, I didn’t warn them that I wasn’t drinking.  My second thought was, what can it hurt? I did my 100 days, I’m not breaking that commitment.

What can it hurt?… well, even though not my worse enemy could have accused me of being drunk or even a bit tipsy, the following day after 4 people sharing a bottle of bubbles and then another over dinner, I felt like CRAP!  I was slightly “off” all day, even a bit irritable.  Crazy Cat Boy said he was the same.

I did the rest of the four day weekend as the designated driver out here in wine country, having a polite glass with dinner.  We merrily waved our guests goodbye,  hid all the wine they’d generously bought us over the extended cellar door tour we’d been on in the wine fridge out in the garage, and put ourselves firmly back on the wagon.

Lesson learnt, don’t let others sway your thinking.  Honestly if I’d known them better I’d have told them straight out that I wasn’t drinking, but I don’t, so I didn’t want to make them uncomfortable – they are quite big drinkers who we met on a winery tour.

(If I’m being honest, I let almost complete strangers influence my thinking here, something that 20 years ago I would never have let happen… something I need to have a closer look at I think.)

I can truly say that life is way better without booze, a bit of me is very sad about that, but most of me hasn’t even realised that I’ve been going without, it’s become a new kind of normal here, and I’m ok with that.

101 Days Sober

101 Days, that’s how long it’s been since I’ve had a drink!  Thanks to Belle’s 100 Day Challenge that gave me a target to aim for.

I feel fantastic.  I could do a 101 reasons why to lay off the booze, even for a while, but work is getting in the way of a long blog today, but I didn’t want to miss this milestone.

So, what’s next?  I’m definitely off the wine until the end of the year.  My stint in hospital last week opened my eyes to what a compromised immune system can do to you, can you imagine what shape I’d have been in if I’d had a cold AND an extra three months of wine in me?!  Doesn’t bare thinking about!

Right, I’m in the middle of a stack of work and I’m 13,000 th in the queue to buy advanced Harry Potter and the Cursed Child tickets… I’ve got a big day ahead of me!

Stay healthy peeps.