That's the party season done with!

I realised this morning that I haven't done a post for a few weeks.  I'm not sure why, but I haven't really given my blog much thought and I have been pretty busy at home and at work.

I'm coming up to six months sober in a few days and I must say that I am extremely proud of myself!  I'm not sure if I should be a little disappointed that there has been no recognition of this fact by Mr W or my girls.  I feel silly writing that.  I feel like I am being self obsessed:  Me, me, me!  I really should be grateful that the length of my sobriety hasn't been mentioned - surely it means that if they aren't thinking about it, then they feel that they can trust me, that the past is almost where it belongs ... in the past?

Although I was concerned with how I would feel and how I would manage the festive season, I really need not have worried.  I managed two work Christmas parties.  Mr W's work do was easy peasy because I didn't have to explain to anyone why I wasn't drinking alcohol. 

My own work do was a little trickier, although I wasn't the only one on the soft drinks.  We also definitely have a new Work Party Animal.  Our office started at 10.00am (!!!) with sparkling something or other.  My lord, the smell of it was pretty disgusting!  A work colleague brought me a glass of it (cheap champagne I think).  It sat on my desk and when someone else arrived I gave it to them.  I did have to explain to a number of people why I was drinking tonic water - mostly I just said I had too much to do after the party (which is held during the day). 

My boss did question me (whilst very drunk) about why I wasn't drinking.  Was it a fad?  Was it for good?  When I confirmed that, yes it is for good, he said "But why?  You liked your red wine!".  "Yes" I said "And there was the problem - I liked it too much and so I gave it up".  That shut him up and if he remembers the conversation (I doubt it), he hasn't made mention of it since.

I said no to a Christmas Eve party.  It wasn't that I didn't want to have to explain.  I just honestly could not be arsed to go.

Christmas day went without a hitch.  Everything was so relaxed - dinner was ready when it was ready.  It was a nice change to be sober rather than half-cut.

I said no to a New Years Eve party.  Instead me and Mr W went out for a late night drive to a place where we knew there'd be fireworks.  We didn't get home till 2 am!  The girls (who were out doing there own thing) jokingly said they were disgusted with their parents and it was way past our bedtime.

Again New Years Day went without a hitch.

Overall, I'm pleased that this time of year is over and done with, but I'm also surprised at how little I thought about alcohol.