Day 12. Went to my default restaurant yesterday night which I knew would be a bit challenging. I had to stop the waiter from bringing me my usual beer on autopilot. While he got me my coke a dark part of me kept wishing he would bring me a beer ('hey - not my fault, it just happened!') but besides that, it was all OK. Didn't feel any cravings. I'm blessed that my wife doesn't drink at all (Asian flush) - this makes this so much easier.
Still sleep problems and some anxiety but I can't tell if it's from giving up alcohol or just work-related.