Tuesday, 10 February 2015


I've only had three of them ... day 30's that is!  In all my years of attempting to abstain, day 30 was mostly un-achievable.  Once before my big 138 day quit and of course in the midst of that huge quit, I got to the big 3-0.  It does not seem like much now that I've quadripled that milestone but it should be acknowledged if only to encourage myself.

Martinis were being made on Saturday night by a friend from my old life in Quebec who was visiting for the first time since we built our new house.  When he offered me one I asked him if he remembered the last incident with me and martinis.  I not only puked but simultaneously peed myself at a dinner party he was at.  Of course, he didn't remember.  I thought the drama was ingrained in the minds of all... but no ... people forget.  I was such a lush and all people think now is that I am a tea-totaller.

Hubby got tipsy (bombed) on Friday and Saturday night.  On Friday he was in a fighting mood and accused me of being a 'goody-two-shoes' as I was driving his drunk ass home.  All I can say is LOL!!
He didn't recall the exchange the next morning and I didn't bother to remind him.

The past month as been easy to abstain mostly but I am still scared of the sneaky bastard, booze.  It will blindside me; that I know!! Hopefully, I will be present enough to ride the monkey around on my back for a while before hurling it to the curb.

My daily meditation visits with my neighbor/friend are going on 40 odd days.  Doing well in that respect.

It was such a joy to see my son switch to tea after a beer or two on a night we were both socializing together and both responsible for driving our spouses home.  That made it all worthwhile.


  1. Congratulations! Day 30 is friggen beautiful! You are inspiring! I love how you wrote "I'm still scared of the sneaky bastard". I often need reminders that's he's always around the corner and to be present for him...so that he can just waltz on by.....

  2. Hi Granny, Loved your post and am going to read more of your blog. I too am 58 and have short, spiky, nearly all white hair! Two kids, no grandkids. Today is day 7. I am so tired I could cry, but happy as well. This is hard work and my sleep is so screwed up! But I can feel my brain clearing and my thoughts becoming deeper and more rational, always a good thing! Keep up your great work!

  3. Thanks for the postive words. SM, we have to stay vigilant because as soon as we let our guard down, there he is, enticing us to have just the one. Chuffed, my sleeping was horrible when drinking. The three a.m. wake up was consistently awful. I had heart palpitations too. They were a real treat. Hope to see you staying close by. Nice to see another woman my age with white spiky hair just like me doing our Granny Gets Sober thing... United we Stand, Divided We Fall. xoxo

    1. The sleeping for me is what made me turn my life around....I LOVE SLEEP!! It was too precious to me and I missed it so much.... 3am wake up ...to drink water so I can try to avoid the hangover... try....

      I'm not a gramma yet.....just saying..... lol

  4. You rock granny!!! Wonderful!

  5. Congrats on 30 days Deb! That is awesome. You sound like you are in a good place at the moment. I'm so happy for you. A x