Day 7 - Thursday 27th April 2017

There is a First Time For Everything

I got up yesterday and felt awful.  Tired and ratty from another poor night's sleep.  It takes me ages to get to sleep, I seem to need to go to the loo loads of times (why did that never happen when I drank wine - where did it go??) and then keep waking up, although I do fairly quickly get back to sleep.  I know it will get better but when exactly???

Having risen tired and ratty I need a coffee and for that I need some milk.  As I open the fridge door at 7.30 in the morning, I come face to face with the cold bottle of Pinot Grigio I bought yesterday.  Was I tempted to have a glass?  Not at 7.30 in the morning I wasn't.  In fact I couldn't think of anything worse.  Nevertheless I know that after a long day at work I would be sorely tempted to open it later on as I cook dinner.

What did I do?  I open the bottle and pour the lot down the sink.  It feels wasteful but oh so liberating!  I then promptly put it in the recycling bin, muttering to myself that this wine bottle would be the last of its kind to enter our recycling bin for a while.

For the rest of the day I revel in the thought that I achieve a first by throwing wine away.  I keep thinking about how in control I felt and what a great feeling it was.  When I get home I feel a pang of guilt about 'wasting' the wine and for a few seconds I pine for it.  However, my rational brain soon swots those thoughts away and I make do with a glass of lemongrass and ginger cordial with sparkling water, my new tipple of choice.

So, there is a first time for everything.  I tipped a whole, unopened bottle of wine down the sink.  Yay, it felt good.

Big hugs,

Sxxxx