I found a beer, what to do?
I found a beer, what to do?
I found a full can of beer yesterday under my basement stairs.
I'm not sure what to do. I thought about pouring it out but I'm afraid if I smell it...
So, I just put it back where I found it.
I know I should just throw it away, why haven't I?
It's a can of Red Dog. I remember my open case falling down the stairs about two and a half years ago. I was pretty sure I lost a few under the stairs when it happened, funny I should find one of them now.
I'm not sure what to do. I thought about pouring it out but I'm afraid if I smell it...
So, I just put it back where I found it.
I know I should just throw it away, why haven't I?
It's a can of Red Dog. I remember my open case falling down the stairs about two and a half years ago. I was pretty sure I lost a few under the stairs when it happened, funny I should find one of them now.
As fellow Minnesotan I am surprised it survived 2.5 years. That has got to be skunky as all get out. I have no desire to drink but if it was in the house my brain would obsess until I either drank it or dumped it. So dump it DAB (unless you live in NE)
The morning after I got home from rehab I opened a cabinet in the laundry room, 3/4 huge bottle of vodka. Called husband to dump it out.
The following week I was putting something away in a guest bathroom under the sink, full bottle of white wine. Called husband to dump it out.
I didn't go with my husband and daughter to the beach this year. I took a bath the night after they left and I looked over at a potted plant by the window and I guess I had stuck a handle of vodka in there before I left for rehab, it was 3/4 full I left it there for 6 days. For some reason, it didn't have any appeal. If it did I think I would have hucked it out the window. My husband got rid of it when he got home.
He was like....Are you kidding me? You were like a packrat with these bottles stashed everywhere. Scary I don't even remember putting them there.
The week I was "home alone" with the bottle I realized, sobriety isn't about what is in the bottle, it's about what's in my head. I wouldn't put myself in situations, and to the best of my knowledge I have found everything. If you need to have my husband come over to get rid of the beer for you...he's getting good at it..
The following week I was putting something away in a guest bathroom under the sink, full bottle of white wine. Called husband to dump it out.
I didn't go with my husband and daughter to the beach this year. I took a bath the night after they left and I looked over at a potted plant by the window and I guess I had stuck a handle of vodka in there before I left for rehab, it was 3/4 full I left it there for 6 days. For some reason, it didn't have any appeal. If it did I think I would have hucked it out the window. My husband got rid of it when he got home.
He was like....Are you kidding me? You were like a packrat with these bottles stashed everywhere. Scary I don't even remember putting them there.
The week I was "home alone" with the bottle I realized, sobriety isn't about what is in the bottle, it's about what's in my head. I wouldn't put myself in situations, and to the best of my knowledge I have found everything. If you need to have my husband come over to get rid of the beer for you...he's getting good at it..
I am not tempted to drink it. I have just been contemplating keeping it around like the smoker that quits, and keeps that one cigarette in the glass tube.
I almost feel like getting rid of it is being weak.
It doesn't scare me to have it here, but that's how I feel today and I don't know what tomorrow will bring.
I almost feel like getting rid of it is being weak.
It doesn't scare me to have it here, but that's how I feel today and I don't know what tomorrow will bring.
I'm speaking strictly for myself here. But I still have the beer that was next in line from the night I quit,sitting right here by the TV. I look at that beer every single day. I keep it in plain sight so I don't ever forget what I went through trying to quit. The times I was almost gritting my teeth together when I drove in front of a liquor store. Wanting to pull in.
I might have been in danger of drinking it early on,but not that I can remember. Myself,I have always had to really watch out for the things I don't expect. Just like the surprise DAB got when he found that beer. It kind of snuck up on him didn't it. I agree he should pour that sucker out,because he sounds like he wants do drink it.
Ooops He was posting while I was writing. Keep it like I do. It honestly does remind me every day.
Fred
I might have been in danger of drinking it early on,but not that I can remember. Myself,I have always had to really watch out for the things I don't expect. Just like the surprise DAB got when he found that beer. It kind of snuck up on him didn't it. I agree he should pour that sucker out,because he sounds like he wants do drink it.
Ooops He was posting while I was writing. Keep it like I do. It honestly does remind me every day.
Fred
I am not tempted to drink it. I have just been contemplating keeping it around like the smoker that quits, and keeps that one cigarette in the glass tube.
I almost feel like getting rid of it is being weak.
It doesn't scare me to have it here, but that's how I feel today and I don't know what tomorrow will bring.
I almost feel like getting rid of it is being weak.
It doesn't scare me to have it here, but that's how I feel today and I don't know what tomorrow will bring.
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That beer was gross enough when it was fresh, I can't believe it would be drinkable now.
When I first quit, I found a bottle of Canadian under the house. I don't know why it was there, I never drank that stuff, never mind hid it. I put it out for my drunk friends and it was quickly consumed. I don't feel one way or another about it now. At the time it reminded me why I had quit.
When I first quit, I found a bottle of Canadian under the house. I don't know why it was there, I never drank that stuff, never mind hid it. I put it out for my drunk friends and it was quickly consumed. I don't feel one way or another about it now. At the time it reminded me why I had quit.
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