As I type this, it’s one of my “witching hours” on the afternoon of Day 2.
For the last month or maybe more, Jay and I have been having a drink… or two… together at 4pm. It’s been really lovely. We chat, we relax, we make all the decisions we’ve had to make over the last six weeks. And there have been MANY. An overwhelming amount. It’s the kids’ tech time for an hour, and it’s been a welcome break.
What now? My body and brain says, “Time to drink.”
So I’ve hopped on my computer and am going to keep my fingers busy instead. Then I’m going to get some soda water. (Jay corrected me last night that it’s not tonic water as I’d been saying.)
Day 1 Part 2: Tricking Your Brain
Last night after I typed my Day 1 post, I still had the evening to deal with. My other witching hour when I used to do the most drinking while watching TV.
(My sad little “1” sticker! They are much nicer on the sheet than off. :/)
I was fine last night. Happy. I had soda water with lots of lime and two dates. Random. Because switching it up keeps it interesting so your brain gets confused and forgets that you’re supposed to be doing what you always do. It thinks, “Well it must not be time to drink because she’s eating dates. What the hell is that?”
Haha! Tricked ya, brain!
Meet Blaire: My Alcohol Voice
By the way, I’ve decided my “wolfie” voice is actually a high society lady with a big high society type hat. The kind you’d see at a fancy brunch next to the pool at a fancy club.
This lady is Asian (because I currently live in Asia, and it seems appropriate with Crazy Rich Asians on my mind). She doesn’t care much about her kids and snaps at the nanny constantly when her children are bothering her. She’s more interested in her manicure than loving on her babies. She dismisses both her children and her poor husband and all of her friends.
We are NOT friends and I do NOT respect her, at all. She has issues. That’s clear. So anything she has to say to me makes me roll my eyes and cringe and thank my lucky shoes that I’m nothing like her.
She likes to drink. A lot. Clearly she’s unhappy and that’s why. I don’t want to be anything like her.
Her name is Blaire. (No offense to any Blaires out there. I’m sure you’re nothing like this.)
When Blaire says snootily to me, “Oh darling, have a drink. Life’s too short.” And waves her hand dismissively at me as she sips on her mimosa at 10am, I snort and roll my eyes and look at her with lots of derision. Then I walk off and find my kids and hug them tight. (This is all in my head… just to be clear.)
Back to the Plot
Ahem. Back to last night. So all went well. Blaire didn’t even think about talking to me.
The only problem was I couldn’t sleep. This happens when I don’t have any alcohol at night. I can’t sleep. My body is so used to that relaxer that when I don’t have it, I’m as peppy as a neon leotard from the 80s.
I tried to go to bed at 9:45 because I was actually tired then. But by the time I’d brushed my teeth and got into bed, BING! So I got back up and stayed up till 11:30pm. Then Diesel woke me some time between 2 and 3am after having a nightmare. He crawled into our tiny bed with us and proceeded to keep me awake off and on for the next four hours. Ugh!
Being tired is not a good way to avoid your comforts. But I’ve stayed busy today. And I’m typing furiously now. When I stop, I’m going to have to find something else to do.
I think I’ll go to the store and get some fancy replacement drinks. Yesterday evening I actually ordered some online to be delivered on Thursday as an anticipated reward, but I’m not sure I can wait that long. I’m gonna need some variety right away to stay steady.
So I think I’ll go now even though I hate leaving my house (Hermit alert!). But I love drinking IN my house, so I’m finding it’s better for me to be out of my house, which stresses me out. Ugh! Vicious cycle!
OK… I’m technically writing about Day 2 now. How am I supposed to label this post? This is going to get complicated! Ha!
Into the Evening…
I grabbed Jay after typing all of the above and forced him to go to the store with me. Since we normally spend happy hour together, I thought this would be a good way to still do something together but something different.
It worked. I bought some yummy San Pellegrino Sparkling Clementina and some ice cream. Belle recommends not replacing alcohol with sugar, and I agree. But this first week, I think I need to keep it simple and lean towards things that are appealing to me (ice cream) as well as unique (flavored sparkling waters).
I have something to look forward to once the kids are in bed. I’m gonna make it to Day 3!