i quit drinking for 3 weeks and the world kept on turning
Earlier this month, I decided to go three weeks without drinking.
I didn’t have an embarrassing tequila-infused flameout. (At least not recently.) I’d just noticed that my relationship to booze was feeling slippery. I’d find out friends were pregnant and my first thought would be How do they go nine months without alcohol? I’d aim to have no more than 7 drinks a week, but a friend would visit from out of town, or I’d stop by a party on Saturday night, and suddenly (as if totally out of my control!) that number was 12. Plus, I’m Irish Catholic and a writer, so the stereotype odds are not exactly ever in my favor.
