19-01-20 Sunday I - Dry January

I’ve been wondering what to write about for some time. There are a couple of things that have crossed my mind that I thought might be worthwhile covering, but then I've thought again and decided to hold my whisht. Brexit is obviously quite exciting at the moment, so that is always worth writing about. Then there is family life, there are one or two moments worth recording. But today Dry January warrants a mention, as it only comes around once a year... 

I had been thinking about participating in Dry January for a while before Christmas, and with all the socialising leading up to Christmas it was nice to be able to take a break in January. To be frank, it’s been quite easy so far. I did buy some cans of non-alcoholic Heineken lager in the second week of January but they didn’t do much for me. I drank two on the first night, and then four the next night. But I guess that is what I would do with beer - i.e., drink ‘em if I had ‘em. A couple of nights I had some orange juice and lemonade, which was nice, but more often than not I've just had a cup of tea. Standard, with milk and a couple of sweeteners.  

I’ve not definitely been taking part in Dry January. If people have asked whether I am doing Dry January, I’ve always responded “so far...”. But then, as time has gone on, I guess I have been observing Dry January, to the extent that when I didn’t, on Friday night, I was angry with myself on Friday night as I was drinking and on Saturday, as I was waking up. 

I’m back on it now, I'm not going to beat myself up about it. I'm quite pleased at the sight of so many cups of tea in one period. I’ve actually got a cup of tea on the go as I write, so there won’t be any booze tonight.

When I decided I was going to drink, I sank a bottle of wine and a couple of whiskies, for no reason whatsoever. TW had been unwell, and I guess I wanted to feel like me for an evening, but I didn’t really take any pleasure from it. I would have done better to read a few comics, or catch up on a bit of TV off the planner. Never mind. Eleven days to go until the end of the month, but we do have a wedding to attend on the evening of the 26th, I haven’t decided whether to have a drink or stay dry that evening. I’m sure I’ll decide closer to the time.  

Anyway, time to go and finish my tea.  

TTFN.