Thursday, August 15, 2013

Topping It Off

Not only did I make it through yesterday having to purchase all of my food, but I made it through last evening hosting a hen party where all I served was chips and dip...and wine.  I didn't touch one chip (I did lick some dip off a spoon but there were no carbs in it) and I didn't touch one drop.  Yay me!

Why?  Why is this so okay this time?

Planning.  I mentioned yesterday that I plan.  I'm smart enough to know that "plan" is just a euphemism for "control" so okay...I control.  My rock bottom when I was drinking began with a comment from the hubs followed by a week of planning (when, of course, I drank).  I chose a Thursday for my first day sober (1/7/10) and then drank myself stupid for a week (situation normal...all fucked up) until the very last day.  On that day, I went to the store and purchased my second favorite wine (they were out of my first favorite - I still regret not going to another Cakebread Chardonnay.  It was $40 a bottle so it was a real splurge given that I had been drinking away our cash for some time.  It was also not the only bottle I drank that was just the last.

I came home and showed my husband the bottle.  When his eyebrows shot up I said - this will be the last bottle of wine I ever drink...I want it to be a good one.  And that was it. The next morning I woke up (with a hangover of course) and I haven't had a drop since.  Stubborn?  Persistent?  Tenacious?  Who cares?  Whatever makes it work.

I did the same thing this time.  I started reading and research about a week and a half ago (after the scale incident) and then proceeded to try and eat my weight in chocolate - which, as we've already established, is a a fuck load of chocolate.  I gave myself free reign to pretty much eat whatever I wanted for that week and I topped it all off with a bag of Ghiradelli milk chocolate chips on Friday, Saturday and Sunday ( each day) in addition to two pieces of cheesecake on Sunday (cheesecake is my favorite dessert in the world). 

And then...I was done.

So that's what's different this time.  I made a choice so therefore I don't feel deprived.  Instead I feel empowered.  Instead of hitting "rock bottom", I chose to "top it off".  To add that finishing touch before...I'm done.

I'm still not sure what will happen after 30 days...but I know I've taken a step to change my life.




  1. I'm right here with you baby...I know you have the plan and you can get this done...I love you...

  2. Chardonnay,, yup, big addiction of mine as well and checked off the list.
    Chocolate, not-so-much. Isn't that just the craziest? That for one chocolate is , could be, our fatal demise. Yet for the next 50-something chica, it carries NO weight? This intrigues me.
    No, my addiction? CHIPS, PASTA... oh,, ok, since I'm outing myself, F'ING bread.

    You're my hero today. I have yet to take that first step, consequently my life remains unmanageable and , yes, out of control

    ughhh me.

    Yayyy YOU !!!!!

  3. My goodness... snacks and alcohol, AND you did'nt just flip out throwing yourself over it all *giggles*

    I'm am feeling totally inspired by your blogging, you are the best!

  4. Smiled in recognition at buying the good stuff for a last hurrah.

    Didn't work for me though, lol, but I did try!

    I found ironically that when I made (or make) something into a big deal like with a countdown, that I usually blow it. Usually the decisions that have stuck have been those that I just wake up one day and say "today is the day."

    But having a plan, and working your plan? Crucial! Way to go, Sherry!


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