Today my friends I have reached a milestone. I haven’t had an alcoholic drink for thirty days. Now I don’t want you to think I’m a reformed hell raiser or on a twelve step programme ( note to any senior colleagues reading this you do not need to send HR to “have a word), I just decided to stop and kept going.
I love drinking and I was pretty damn good at it with about thirty five (sorry mum) years of practice under my belt. The issue I have is that now I just can’t handle it. One glass and I’m talking like Wallace and Gromit and teaching strangers to floss (yes I know it’s not a good look – it looks better in my head). I’ve read a lot about alcohol and ageing and none of it is good so I thought I’d have a rest. I’m not saying never again but actually tea and hot chocolate are pretty good substitutes at the moment.
Certainly I’m looking forward to my Christmas do on Friday and hopefully with my new dress and heels on I’ll start and end the evening looking presentable (not like the usual mid evening trip to the loo after a bottle of wine when most of your hair grips have dislodged, you have lipstick on your teeth and your eyes are auditioning for Twilight 4). I’ll let you know how it goes!
Have a great day!