for some this may be the most shocking post i will ever write. sure, that sounds a little dramatic, but i’m about to admit to something drastic.
it’s been over six months since i had a drink.
no beer while watching football. no wine while chumming with girlfriends. no champagne while ringing in the new year. no cocktails at holiday parties.
not a drop. not a sip. not a taste.
it didn’t really happen intentionally, it just happened. one day last july i woke up as one person and i went to bed as someone else. at a point between the two, everything changed. i never consciously declared that i was done with booze, but a few weeks later, i realized i’d just given it up. there hasn’t been a time along the way when i picked it up again.
let me make it clear that drinking wasn’t a problem for me. sure, i did it, some times more than others. it wasn’t a part of daily life, but it was a regular occurrence. it happened in all the scenarios i mentioned above and more. like most people i know, it was just something i did.
so, i got accidentally dry. the thing that has shocked me most about it isn’t that i’ve lost weight or that my head is more clear or anything like that. what has amazed me is how it has just disappeared off my radar. i don’t even think about it anymore. i never even glance at drink menus and i can’t really even remember what it was like to partake or why i did. it just…vanished. i’m not even interested and everyone has adapted to a qc without the stuff.
so, one might think that my thoughts have turned to mixing up virgin concoctions and specialty drinks. nope. the other day, i indulged in a glass of koala springs soda and realized it was the first drink outside of water and tea that i’d had all year! i do, however, have a huge passion for ginger ale. last summer i declared myself a ginger ale connoisseur while i tested the stuff all over town. though i’d wished for santa to bring me 100 different kinds for christmas, i guess there just wasn’t room in his sleigh. instead of waiting twelve months to ask again, i have mounted a collection of my own. so far, i’m up to seven or eight varieties and am ready to launch experiment number two in brewing some up at home.
on a physical front, i probably do feel a lot better without any alcohol in my life or my body. given its rapid disappearance, i never really took the time to acknowledge and assess it. now that it’s just the way that it is, i’m thankful. i know all the ways it must be good for me and i’m happy to be serving my spirit and my heart.