Thanks, Hevyn.
I'm waiting for the "amazingly-wonderful" feeling to hit, but I'm sure not holding my breath.
At the moment I'm figuratively pacing the floors, knowing I dasn't go ANYwhere because the car would mystically land in the parking lot of the closest liquor store. I am SO fortunate to have this kid who understands and is on board even if somewhat skeptical. When I just shouted out a frustrated, "I can't stand it that I can't go anywhere!" she responded with "No, you can't. Give me a list of what you want and I'll go get it."
What's so hard now that was so easy earlier?
1. It's a holiday weekend
2. It's a weekend
3. It's 4pm and this is when the hardest part starts every day I'm at home
4. It's been 7 days and I think AV likes to think of those as cause for celebration
But it's still simple. I won't drink today and I won't drink tomorrow. Ever.
Bathroom update: I brought the dustpan up, so pile on the floor has been removed. Everything else same as it ever was. Guess I'm doing the rest tonight. *wrings hands in glee* What shall tomorrow be? *cackle*