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First weekend without booze

OK – this isn’t the first time I’ve quit drinking before. But knowing that I need to wait nearly a year when I fancy a glass of wine, rather than a month or a week is hard!!

However, this weekend was so good, I didn’t even think about drinking. Went to the Leonardo Da Vinci Exhibition at the National Gallery in London. It was fascinating. Although I’ve seen quite a bit of his work when visiting Rome and Florence, I have never had the priviledge of seeing his sketches. Looking at them made me realise how much time he must have spent perfecting his talents and practising his skills. Seeing where he’s gone wrong or experimented in his drawings was inspiring and reminded me how important the process is in a great pieces of art work. Thanks Da Vinci.

Afterwards we crossed the road to St. Martins in the Field to do brass rubbing. I highly recommend it – very therapeutic and a nice thing to sit down and do after a mind blowing exhibition, rather than a typical trip to a local bar (always v. expensive) on Trafalgar Square.

Spending the weekend with friends who are more interested in stimulating conversation and challenging each other with good board games was far more fun then nursing a hangover for 36 hours of the weekend. It also meant there was no pier pressure to get pissed.


Level one of the abstaining from drinking game?

….less than 48 hours until my abstinence begins. I’ve been really looking forward to my clean living. And had some great news that in January my friend (let’s call her N) and my partner (let’s call him A) are going to be joining me.

However, my first obstacle has come forward for January Friday 13th. I have just received an email saying that my boss is flying over to the UK office from America to work with us for that day. He ended the email suggesting we all go out for drinks. This may sound like nothing to you but this kind of socialising is very important – especially when your boss is Russian.

Know what I mean? Slight loosening of your inhibitions. Better banta. Share a night of laughs and more importantly prove you can hold your vodka.

I’ve decided to see this as the first test to my year of giving up. Will I be able to do it? Will I still be fun without it?

Will report in two weeks.

About last night

Text from R: Fancy meeting at the pub on the corner?

Text from me: Not really up for drinking tonight babe. Got loads to do tomorrow.

Text from R: We don’t have to drink, just would ne nice to catch up.

Text from me: Ok. Awesome. See you there 5.30 pm.

5 glasses of red wine later (and a shot of Tuaca) = pissed.


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