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.