Last night I went to a party for Andrew’s work. All in all, I’d say it was mostly a success. I had green tea with dinner at the sushi restaurant beforehand, so I was pretty well-caffeinated. The bartender at the event made me a delicious mocktail, and I even admitted, when people kept asking me what it was, that it was booze-free. (I learned my lesson about trying to hide that fact!) I ended up leaving before Andrew did by about an hour — it was midnight, people were starting to really get down to it, and I was just, you know, done — and he cheerfully took a cab home. I was grateful to drive home sober, grateful to be home with my tea and book, and grateful to wake up this morning hangover-free. Again.
To be honest, I had pretty much outgrown the bar scene toward the end of my drinking. I drank at restaurants, at friends’ houses, and at home, but rarely at bars. So it’s actually much easier for me to order and drink a mocktail at a bar than it is for me to find and enjoy suitable drink during a fancy dinner. I guess I’m still working on that one.
Anyway, just another notch in my sober belt. I hope all of you are still truckin’ along, too, and collecting sober belt notches of your own.