7 Days Without Alcohol–DAY 2

By Elizabeth

I would have NEVER ever known what a “MOCKtail” was had it not been for this seven day detox I’m currently on. In fact, I would have never known what it was like to come back to my bed after a night out downtown and still be sober and without a jar of peanut butter in my hand had it not been for this. I did a few things tonight that I haven’t done in since my Christian straight edge high school days and I can’t lie…I feel moderately good about myself.

1. I took the TRAIN home tonight. I can’t remember the last time I took the train home while it was dark. And this has nothing at all to do with safety. I’m just usually drunk when it’s dark and therefore, spending $20 on a cab makes a whole lotta sense. I took the train, I didn’t get lost, and I read my book and listened to Sleater-Kinney on my sober journey back to Astoria.

2. I went downtown and didn’t have a single sip of alcohol. I met up with a group of the writers here at CollegeCandy and I have to admit; the girls were supportive of my war with will power. Instead of binging on my usual wine spritzer (or whatever else a charming bartender graces my tongue with); I binged on fondue. Cheesy, delicious, non-alcoholic fondue. I ate just the right amount and when the thought of grabbing a slice of pizza occurred to me after I left the bar; I had the ability, for once, to think through the decision. Being sober, I could intelligently ascertain that I was, in fact, full, and didn’t need the calories or spent money under my belt.

3. I tried this concoction known as a “mocktail” at the bar. And it was f*&king delicious. Next Thursday, when I can drink again, I plan on getting this drink again. But with vodka.

4. I spent only $20 tonight-TOTAL. Juxtapose this, my dear friends, against my normal $60-80 night out downtown (and that’s just an average).

5. I took ALLLL of my make up off and brushed my teeth before coming to bed to write this. I can’t remember the last time that I was drunk and remembered to do either one of those things.

I’m laying in my bed. My candles are lit. My face and teeth are clean. And FOR ONCE, I’m not busy embarrassing myself in some totally unnecessary AIM conversation with some guy with a girlfriend. Or an ex. Or…well, you get the picture.

I wonder what day 3 will bring…