It's not always easy and sometimes it's not fun, but it is definitely worth it. The renewed mental and physical energy I have combined with a clearer and more focused mind have made me see the great benefits of not drinking for the past five months.
Good for you! I've found in the years since I've been out of college that drinking has become more and more overrated to me. And I honestly hate being drunk now. I enjoy a good buzz, but I hate being a sloppy-ass, loud, emotional whack job for the evening.
thanks beckeye i couldn't agree with you more. since we are almost the same age I know what you are saying. I think what finally made me quit completely were the hangovers that lasted an entire day. I always had bad ones, but as I've gotten older the booze reaks havoc on me mentally and physically and I just had to ask myself why would I continue to poison myself with something that made me hate life so much the days following tying one on. the only answer was to stop for me.
Good for you. I have given it up too due to diabetes. Saturday Alabama football games will not be the same without the beer-a-quarter requirement. Sigh....
mojo i can relate with you all the way on that. one of my saturday rituals for years and years was to get a half case of beer, fun party food and watch back-to-back SEC football on saturday with or without fellow football-loving friends. i really do miss it at times like that. we can do it though. in the big picture, it is worth the sacrifice for both of us.
I can relate, I smoked pot every single day form 1976 through 1996, I was amazed when I stopped to be suddenly awake. It was like I just kept getting more awake as the months passed. Drink I would think is pretty debilitating, I don't have much tolerence for alchohol, so I generally avoid it, but grass was a staple.
Wow that is great! The older I get, the more it takes a toll on me too. Just not so fun anymore. I can drink a glass of wine and it just makes me feel draggy, then all I can think about is going to bed. Good for you!
Does anyone remember the video for this song. It was so stupid. The Banarama girls were being followed by a trucker and they threw some banana peels on his windshield -- like that would stop him. Any other '80s fans out there remember any more details? I still loved the group and still love the song. I actually have this single on vinyl -- just like the picture. Tomorrow will be a beast. Today the air conditioning was like the Little Engine that Could except this little engine never made it over the hill. The dog pants all the time like she can never quite catch her breath and outside it is just nasty. Even at midnight tonight it was still 85 degrees and a super sauna outside. I have an elaborate system of fans set up in the bedroom and it helps. Andi even has her own fan and she sleeps jacked up right next to it. To add insult to injury, K called me at work frantic last night, "THERE IS A POSSUM IN THE BASEMENT!" If that exclamation doesn't typify the deep south I d...
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