9:30 am here. About to make breakfast (something I COULDN'T have done a year ago due to being to hungover and too sick to even think about eating without dry heaving.)
Then off to work and some errands afterwards. I need to go to the store, because I feel like cooking tonight.
Before- I'd be trying to figure out how I was going to make it through this day, counting down the hours until I could have another drink, even though I knew that wouldn't help. I knew when I came home that first drink would be a chore to get through, but then I could feel numb again.
Towards the end, I didn't even drink to get drunk, just so I could ignore the pain.