Sunday, January 21, 2007

Dry

As of last night, I have stopped drinking. It's not because I was leaning over a toilet all night (I wasn't) or because I have a killer hangover (I don't). I just finally realized that in most situations, I cannot seem to handle myself in a mature and temperant fashion. In bars or clubs, I almost always drink too much and behave in a way that I wouldn't normally.
I vow not to be a complete tee-totaller. If there is a champagne toast, I will take it. If there is wine with dinner, I might consider it. But otherwise, I'm staying dry. I'm sure I won't even really miss it. I'm sure my body and brain cells will thank me. I know my guilt reflex will get a bit of a break, at least!
That's all, really. I prayed last night that I am able to stick with my decision. Perhaps one day I will be able to move up in the world, and control myself like a normal human. Until then...

2 comments:

Paul said...

That sounds like a wise decision. Like a good woman, you know your limits. =)

Wine is a mocker, strong drink a brawler, and whoever is led astray by it is not wise. Prov. 20:1

Babethee said...

When we put action to what our conscience is telling us, God honors our decision. Life is sweet without that nagging guilt, can I get an "Amen"? Rock on my Sweet Pea!!