Today was a tough one for me. Every 2 months I have a meeting that I really look forward to. Today was the meeting day. I look forward to this meeting for a number of reasons: great group of people, the meeting is right downtown in the city, its always on a Friday and we always finish early. After the meeting I usually do some grocery shopping at the neat little stores around there, pick up a bottle of wine for the evening, and head to a pub on the way home where my boyfriend meets me for our “date night”. These are the only “date nights” that we have had in a long time. I usually have an hour to kill before he meets me there so I sit at our favourite table and have a few drinks and people watch. I look forward to this whole day in general for the entire 2 months leading up to it. Last night my boyfriend told me that he wasn’t going to meet me tonight and that he was stopping by an old drinking buddy’s house on the way home instead. Driving to the meeting this morning I just felt…. pissy. Pouty. Discombobulated. Not only was my whole day going to be completely different because it was going to be alcohol free but now I was getting shoved to the side for him to go drinking. Again. That feeling built up all day until I quite honestly felt like howling with fury. Thoughts of going home and curling up on the couch with a glass of wine pushed their way into my thoughts over and over and OVER again no matter what I did to try to squash them back down. I kept telling myself no no no…. I can do this and tonight after these stupid thoughts and feelings pass I’m going to do my day 10 blog and laugh at myself for acting and feeling that way. After the meeting I stopped by a little used clothing store and found a sweater I absolutely LOVED and $10! Same price as a bottle of wine 🙂. Then I stopped at the grocery store (ours don’t sell alcohol like the ones in the states) and slowly walked every. Single. Aisle. Slowly. Reading labels, picking up and inspecting fruit. You name it – anything I could to reverse my mood and alter my train of thought before I went home. I also bought about 10 different kinds of drinks, including kulbacha. I bought spinach dip and fresh bread, and when I got home I curled up on the couch with that and a book and read for an hour. I think, I HOPE that the mood and ravenous craving for a drink has passed. And here I am, at day 10.