Two days down. The wifey made a delicious kebab and rice dish last night, spoilt somewhat by no alcoholic accompaniment.
I'm having a dry January, not going outside when it's raining. Stay in and have a pint, at least you won't get a cold.
I've failed that kind of Dry January already. Went for a walk with the wife, got in trouble for suggesting that we should hurry back to the car because there were storm clouds coming over, rather than stopping to take photos every two minutes. We got ****ing soaked.
Ahh, you mean only four weeks. Twenty eight days. Six hundred and seventy two hours. Just forty thousand three hundred and twenty minutes.That’s two million four hundred and nineteen thousand and two hundred seconds. Nah, that doesn’t sound long at all.
Day 4 - again, no booze but...did 5km run on the treadmill plus 10k walk with the dog (the poor thing is exhausted). In short, I've swapped exercise addiction for booze addiction
I may attempt to do a booze free week Monday to Friday this week, which will be an achievement for me. Considering I've got twatted on virtually every day of January so far, the booze free month ain't happening. With this extended lockdown ****, it would be best if I'm less of a ****ing alky that I was in the other 2 lockdowns. Oh well let's just try not to drink tonight and see how long I can make it...