I didn’t have a drink on Friday and I felt quite good about things. I was back on track. Then over the weekend I was back to old habits. A couple of G&Ts and half a bottle of wine. By Monday, it was down to just the G&Ts because there was no wine left and I didn’t feel inclined to walk down the road and spend more than six quid on the slops on offer there.
Then yesterday I was asked out for a beer by a potentially really good client so well, I had to say yes didn’t I? Only a couple, but it was a really good discussion and things are looking good for the future. But then there was the beer with the fish n chips when I got back and the remaining beers in the fridge now.
The key to all this is the underlying fears about money.
No More Booze 