Taming of the Zoo
Day 12 I’m Out
By HonkeyCat, 5-07-09
Sobriety Day 12
I’ve bonked already.
A friend from England turned 29 last Sunday and goshdarnit if I just didn’t have to have a little glass of wine on a rainy afternoon. I was nervous. I felt like a dweeb, sitting there with my diet coke. I was a party pooper, the sober girl, the boring one. The thing is, it was probably all in my head, nobody else gave two shits if I had a drink or not.
So I had a drink. I didn’t get drunk. I didn’t even get tipsy. Still, I broke a promise to myself. The Fat Bastard Cabernet called my name and I caved in to it’s calypso song. When I got back home from the party I wrote a big, red, “I FAIL,” across my statement of sobriety.
Why did I do this to myself? Do I really have no control? I mean, I am trying to stay that sweet liquid from my lips, but it just keeps managing to make it’s way past my tongue. I say to my brain, “Well, after Tom’s party I’ll stop, I mean he’s leaving soon. Well, it’s Brewfest this weekend, it’s Maggotfest.” The fests never stop, this is Missoula, they should just call it The City of Fests, where every fest knows your name and beckons you with cheap booze and free appetizers.
Events are constantly looming on my hang-out horizon, but Ladies Poker Night and $2 well drinks on Thursdays will always be there. I have to be ready to give it all up and find the courage to say no. My biggest obstacle? The person who will disapprove the most of this new HonkeyCat? HonkeyCat herself. My friends will understand, my inner party pussy will not.
It is only when I am willing to completely let go of the booze handle will I be able to make it through my 30 days. So, I will start over again and I will keep starting over until I make it to that last 24 hours of pure, clean living. Here’s shooting for Day 13 next time.
[End of article]AHH,HonkeyCat Where did it go?I wanted to see how you were doin this week.Darn technology.
Comment By Johnny Thundersockeye, 5-13-09Hey, Hey HonkeyCat.Nice try-at least you made it 12 days.Thats still progress-and it is pretty tough with so many zootown festivities as well as all the stress at the opposite end of the spectrum.Good try any way-dont torture yourself with sobriety-some of us just need to be occasionally sedated.May be mix it up and have a puff of good greens instead.
Any how I hope your being properly romanced by a new gentleman who will stick around the next time ,the morning after to snuggle,cuddle with,help you nurse a hangover and just generally treat you like a treasured princess!GOOD LUCK and HAPPY SUMMER(if this is your last post of the season or either way)! Now I"ve got that confounded Elton John song,stuck in my noggin the way I do every time I read your post Get Back,Get Back-WHOOOO!!!-No drinkin whiskey from a bottle of WhYhine!
Go on a thirty day trip on the divide trail through the Bob and Glacier park. Start at the Rattlesnake trailhead and end at the Canadian boarder. It's a fun trip and will surely get you thirty days away from booze. Good luck trying to do it hear in Missoula...
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