Last night my husband and I visited friends. Since I was driving home, I only had two beers over the span of four or five hours. Not bad at all, but it's always easy for me to keep an eye on things if I'm out and responsible for a drive back, so I'm not patting myself on the back too hard.
Today I had a tall beer out at lunch, picked up a six-pack at the store with the rest of the groceries, and had three before taking a nap. When will I simply stop buying the shit? I know if I have in on hand, I'm going to drink it.
It's that first drink, you know? Leads right into the second ...
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Going for some type of accountability here, because good Lord do I need it. It's slightly worse than I'll let on, but still much better than it could be.
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