Day 12, A Little Wobble...
It was my first little wobble yesterday and it was really, totally unexpected. I think I subconsciously ticked off that I was almost through another weekend without alcohol so put myself in the temporary 'safe' zone! I was having a lovely family day (with a little stress from the teenager thrown in for good measure) and decided to make a roast dinner. A roast dinner - a safe little family meal? No, not at all.
You see, whenever I make a roast dinner it is nearly always accompanied (since I was about 27) with a glass of wine. As you can see from the image here, I couldn't even find a picture of a roast dinner without wine. The weird thing was, it wasn't until I was about to serve the dinner that I felt a real pang for a glass of wine. I didn't succumb to one - well I didn't have any in the house for a start so good thinking there Batman. However, I didn't enjoy my lunch as much as I had been looking forward to it and felt like there was something missing (yes, I forgot the stuffing too so that didn't help!). However, I plundered on throughout the day but even though I felt the same for the rest of the day I can honestly say after the lunch I wasn't hankering after a glass of wine. I think it was just the association that our brains create and my brain was saying 'Hang on - something missing on the table!'
Today I am relieved that I didn't have wine with my lunch. What would have usually followed that one glass, would have been several glasses more, a fitful nights sleep and feeling absolutely dreadful at work today. After all, no one wakes up and thinks 'Gee, I wish I had drank alcohol last night!'
You see, whenever I make a roast dinner it is nearly always accompanied (since I was about 27) with a glass of wine. As you can see from the image here, I couldn't even find a picture of a roast dinner without wine. The weird thing was, it wasn't until I was about to serve the dinner that I felt a real pang for a glass of wine. I didn't succumb to one - well I didn't have any in the house for a start so good thinking there Batman. However, I didn't enjoy my lunch as much as I had been looking forward to it and felt like there was something missing (yes, I forgot the stuffing too so that didn't help!). However, I plundered on throughout the day but even though I felt the same for the rest of the day I can honestly say after the lunch I wasn't hankering after a glass of wine. I think it was just the association that our brains create and my brain was saying 'Hang on - something missing on the table!'
Today I am relieved that I didn't have wine with my lunch. What would have usually followed that one glass, would have been several glasses more, a fitful nights sleep and feeling absolutely dreadful at work today. After all, no one wakes up and thinks 'Gee, I wish I had drank alcohol last night!'
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