no crying!

i really thought i’d cry at least twice. i really thought i’d have to work at least one all-night shift to do this wedding catering thing. instead, i made an excel spreadsheet, asked for (and got) help, and am done. tomorrow morning we assemble the fresh sandwiches with all the mini buns … then someone else is doing the third and final delivery.  i’ve been able to run all 3 days (shocking). i know that tomorrow at 10:01 a.m. when it is all over, i’m going to feel like i’m on vacation 🙂 a sunny day with nothing to do!

right now i’m going to head to my nightly bath reward. with a lemon bar. while Mr. Belle does dishes. for the 4th time today.

and i had a great running-catering-sobriety epiphany today during my run, which i’ll try to remember to write about on Sunday.  it’s about treats and running and catering. And the new and improved me 🙂

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I’ve put together a collection of my blog posts, in chronological order, so you can see where i was on day 18 and see if it’s like where you are! The whole first year has been put together here.

“[After a period of sobriety], you become YOU. Your BEST you. And you maybe don’t even KNOW who that is. Because maybe you haven’t had an extended period of sobriety for 15-16 years, 20 years, 5 years, 30 years. What’s it going to be like?”


I want to put this online, to hold myself accountable. I want to document the noise in my head. I'm tired of thinking about drinking. date of last drink: june 30, 2012

  • Ain’t it sweet to imagine that you can accomplish something and then do it? So much sweeter and simpler when we don’t throw in the uncertainty of drinking anymore. Congratulations!

  • I imagine with our time zone differences, you are already done with your catered wedding! I hope you feel proud, successful, and on cloud 9 right now!

  • Yay well done lovely! That is fabulous, sounds like you aced it.

    My best me is up at 7am on a Saturday morning, having been out to dinner Friday night and eaten great food but not drunk a bottle of wine (so therefore feeling all excited and perky, not hungover and self hating), so she can get a couple hours work done before going shopping for paint samples for her new home.

    It’s a whole new world and I like it.

    Congratulations on a job well done.


  • Part of the reason (excuse) why I drank is because I was overwhelmed with something. Work. My relationship. School. Parenting. Something else in my life. My therapist challenged me to think beyond the addiction and dig deeper into what need alcohol was filling, which is how I came to that conclusion. Asking for help was another trigger. I was taught as a child NOT to ask for help, not to “bother” people, to stand on my own two feet — even when I was clearly overwhelmed and it would have been completely justifiable to ask for help. Bad, bullshit programming. The fact that you are organizing (which puts the task in black and white) and asking for help is HUGE HUGE HUGE. If overwhelm is a Wolfie trigger of yours…you just knocked that trigger on it’s butt!