Originally Posted by blondsober

Day 3 for a few of us. Weird sleep, but no sweats. Great dreams. Loud owls outside, wouldn't have heard them if I had my usual sleeping pill of two glasses of red. Last night the Girlfriend told me she had had no wine, but I could tell she had. (She promised to join me this time.) But it actually made me feel good that she could have some even though I couldn't. The strange thing about it is it puts you in a different space - she seems to prattle on with silly things when the wine is in her; it is much more easy to be patient when you are having wine too. But not for me! Because I didn't succumb I feel very sensitive and raw but in a good way. Open to every miracle that comes my way. But holding a bit back on the coffee to keep it from generating any anxiety. Y'all have a great day, whether it is day 3 or 14! K