Cocktail-free February™: Day 5

Day four of Cocktail-free February™ was amazingly productive. I awoke butt-early as I always tend to do since my mind immediately craves stimulation and fun. Instead of trying to sleep in, I got my ass up, made breakfast, cleaned the kitchen and bathroom, prepared several salads for myself for the week, and brewed my weekly detox potion. I did have a bit of the shakes when I awoke, the reason for which I really could not place.

Then I settled down to some video games and a movie. About a quarter through the movie, I got tired, so I closed my laptop, and took a nap for about an hour and a half.

When I awoke, I regrouped, and showered in preparation to do some shopping. I hit up the Macy's and bought some cute new casual- and work clothes for myself.

Now, I realize this was not but one post after I said I'd take it easy on the shopping, but I still have a bit over from my loan for play, and I spent it accordingly. I've been working on updating my casual look...sometimes foregoing my preferred baggy cargo pants for the tighter kind now in style, switching out my Herman Munster slip-on black shoes for some stylish Converse, etc. I think it may be paying off. I got what I believe were two smiles from two separate guys yesterday. I almost thought I'd gotten a third, but he seemed way too cute, so I didn't give a second glance to verify.

When evening arrived, I suited up for the gym, and was halfway there before the notion struck me that it may not be open as late on weekends as it is on weekdays, and lo, I was correct. But it was a bus ride to and back, so no extra monies were spent on Uber.

I compiled a list of projects I want to undertake around the house and taped it to my wall. It would fill me with joy if I got through even a few of them.

When I looked at my face last night in preparation for my night routine, it looked a little more even-toned than usual, so maybe the impact is taking hold already. I have not gone six days straight sober in two years. And thus far, it's not proving to be a challenge.

Mind you, I thought the same in 2015, and by the third weekend, the novelty of it all had muchly worn off. I don't care. Maybe I'm a different person now. Maybe not. But we'll push on through to the other side as it is.