So yesterday was a great day.
Hugely productive, cleaning out an attic. I was feeling great.
Sober, and healthy
I went food shopping, donated clothes, decorated the house for Halloween.
right around 5 p.m.
I knew I was going to drink.
Maybe anxious knowing I had to go back to work?
I was really super hyper. I drove to the liquor store and bought a bottle of wine.
I made dinner for my family and a friend.
They were drinking outside, in the garage, as they are working on a motorcycle.
I hid the bottle and drank inside, as I always do.
by 9 p.m. I was smashed.
On the way to the liquor store, I argued with myself. All the way there, don't do it, don't do it. but I did