Every Wednesday, my family leaves for a few hours in the evening. I normally go straight to the gas station when they leave and get a bottle (or two) of wine and drink it all within an hour or so.
Today is day one for me. I almost gave in and went to the gas station ten minutes ago. Instead, here I am. I'm so incredibly proud of myself, bc I literally had myself talked into going to the store, but something in me said "nope, not gonna happen." Thank God.