Day 3: Tuesday
In Egypt Tuesday was Hump Day, halfway through the work week and so a hurtle to dryly cross over. It is Tuesday here in China, which is like any Tuesday. I’m feeling okay today about the not drinking. There was a slight pang of outsiderness and loss when my boss slumped into my couch and said, “God I need a beer” and I thought “Yeah, me too…oh, no, not me too.” I’m back to the re-think and re-direction of what sooths me during stressful times. Without booze I have to ask myself what will really help me to have some release, escape or bolstering. For me, booze is the lazy way to feel like I’m treating myself, but then the next day I’m thrown back into the same mix with a hangover that led me to want to drink in the first place. Sound familiar, self?
What will I do to relieve myself from the stresses of the day?
My Tuesday night looks pretty good in list-form. My world looks full, diverse, interesting. Way more interesting than eating a pizza and drinking 3 pints of IPA at the local Irish Pub, right?
I can drink with the best of them, but I don't want to anymore. But really I do sometimes.