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Day 1 down - Prolonged hangovers and AF treats!

I can take no pride in completing Day 1. Most of it was spent feeling sorry for myself and working out whether I was hungover or still a bit drunk. 

I'd been out with work friends, we had a couple of glasses of wine with dinner. Then shared a bottle of prosecco, moved on to a couple more pubs and switched up my drink to vodka, then lager. A lowlight of the night was a stranger throwing up down the back of my legs and on my shoes. I should have gone home then. I didn't. I cleaned up and carried on. 

I lost half my weekend, and feel ashamed at letting myself get in a bit of a mess. We had a really good time but I'm a little hazy on some of the late night details, and I definitely stayed out way too long and spent way too much! I am old enough to know better and it's not a nice example to be setting my children. It's also not a fun way to spend a Sunday.

It did, though, help me to be sure of the fact that I am very ready for some (at least short term) sobriety!

Day 2 and I'm feeling like I can organise myself a bit better now. 

Tesco has a wealth of alcohol free options which I'm going to give a try.

Having read a few articles giving advice on quitting, having something sweet to hand can help any physical craving. I'm not sure I'll get that anyway but I want to be prepared! Also, any excuse for chocolate right?

So here's my little Sober October survival kit!

Drinking for relaxation - switch it up for a lovely bubble bath
Drinking for boredom - read a magazine
Drinking for taste - chocolate and yummy crackers
Drinking for habit - Alcohol free beer and wine :)
I went for a walk with my gorgeous friend and neighbour, Lorna, which finally got rid of the remnants of the hangover. She's bullying me into more exercise this month so maybe I'll be too tired to miss the wine!

Please sponsor me I'm hoping to get more out of the experience than just the money, but it is of course the main, and least selfish, reason!


  1. Well done! First step and all that! (She says as she sips her G and T 😕) and exercise too...! I'm in awe!

  2. Why thank you lovely! Enjoy your G & T. Think of me :'(


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