I'm so angry with myself!
I came out of work on Thursday, tired and stressed after a hard, and very productive, day's work. I was itching for a drink and the 'little devil' inside my head suggested it was a reasonable idea - "Go on. You've given your liver a wee break, accomplished all your goals in work this week, it's pay day and a new month tomorrow! A new start."
To cut a long story short, today is now day two again! I've nobody to blame but myself, obviously - only I can stop drinking...it's just that I can't seem to.
Anyway, I'm trying to not let my slip-up deter me.