Bopping Along on Day 9.....
 

So on Day 9 -- the last Day 9 I will ever have. Feeling pretty good. No cravings really. Indeed, I went to one of my favorite Italian restaurants in town last night. My wife and her friend drank wine, I of course, abstained. No real temptation, other than they asked me to pick the wine for them -- I used to wait tables at fancy restaurants, and since then have acquired a pretty good knowledge of wine. I picked out an Amarone Valpolicella. My favorite Italian Red.

I was a bit amused by it all to the extent when I was not an alcoholic, I drank some pretty good stuff. In fact, the only thing that tempted me about the whole affair is that I really do like the taste of a good wine, especially reds. It's not like drinking scotch where it is only a sophisticated (or at least the folks who are drinking think so ;)) way to get hammered -- which is not sophisticated at all. In any event, the amusing part is since becoming an alcoholic (about 3 years now) I would run into a store and buy the cheap stuff in the morning and slam down a bottle (or the equivalent) just to "take the edge off." Not exactly a "rock bottom" story, but it did illustrate one example of how far I had fallen. Well, at least I was saving money when compared to scotch and "good wine." ;)

Thankfully, Steps 1 & 2 kicked in, and I had no reservation in not partaking in one of the things I used to really enjoy, for the right reason.

And I felt great this morning, while my wife is napping off the wine she drank. She looked and felt like hell when she woke up; I on the other hand, went to the Gym, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed! Felt Good!:c011:

Before I cleared out my home bar, when getting sober, I'd have several expensive bottles of vodka on the shelf and still, I'd go buy some plastic bottle swill because I didn't want to waste the 'good stuff' on getting plastered by myself. Pretty ingenious drunk negotiating we justify our drinking with! :lmao :dee

Even at 20 years, I don't know what it is about those pretty bottles that still know my name. You'd think they'd forget, but evidently not.

I did exactly the same.

Wow, all that effort put into secret drinking!

I'm proud of ya Horn! Bright eyed and bushy tail and hit the gym sounds like a man on a mission. Keep going brother and hold ya head up high! Be proud because you are becoming the real you.

Nice work man. Let's save all this money we spent on poison and put it toward something with true value. Like overpriced watches! ;)

Keep it moving and stay strong.