It was my husband’s 50th yesterday. On previous big birthdays (I don’t know who I’m kidding didn’t need to be a big birthday or even a birthday). I’d use it as an excuse to drink all day.
I would now be hanging out of my arse in bed on this gorgeous day instead of being up and ready to take on my workout. This is where giving up the drink has helped me the most the day after. I suffered so much with hangovers that now whenever anyone tells me they have been drunk or are planning to get drunk I instantly think about how rough they are going to feel.
I know the booze is allegedly all about the fun. But yesterday I had so much fun, I went to the pub and sat in the sunshine drinking Heineken zero with a friend and my family. I had a lovely barbecue and then sat in the garden, laughing, chatting and making memories until midnight. The key point here being memories, I can remember everything I said and did.
On my husband’s 40th birthday, the only thing I really remember is making everyone do shots and staying up until 4am. The next day I remember feeling like death.
On my husband’s 30th birthday, we weren’t actually together at this point. But I remember being so drunk I was sat on the school steps sobbing my heart out for no particular reason other than I was that drunk I didn’t know what day it was.
It took me way to long to realise that a good time can be had sober. In my opinion now it’s a better time. Because it’s not induced by something making me feel a false high. So the happiness I’m feeling is real.
Not judging anyone that likes a drink if it’s not having a negative impact on your life. But I’m just so happy I’ve got to this point.
It’s a happy hangover free life for me 🙂
