I took 8 full weeks off from chugging booze and smoking pot. My drinking had a peculiar pattern over the last year or two. I had been having a glass of wine on 2 week nights and then 8-10 drinks scattered over a weekend. On weekend trips, the one that comes to mind is a Nashville trip, I would have about 15 drinks a day for 3 straight days. That trip prompted a break.
On the pot front, I have bouts of very casual use. 2 nights a week, I would have 2 tokes from a joint and watch TV for 30 minutes and then stand in front of the fridge in the dark and combine odd foods and eat until I was ill.
This past weekend, I went on a journey north. I had 2 beers at a group dinner, and three beers at the mountain. Normally, I would drink all day and night on a weekend like that just hanging by the fire.
What’s happened? I don’t miss drinking. Once in a while (home improvement projects, particularly stressful work week) I do crave a drink, but I passed. I have not been hungover in a few months, which is lovely. It also seems like I can more fully enjoy things. Maybe there are a couple fewer laughs without the lubricant, but time seems to slow down a bit, there are no gaps in memory, and I wake up with a clear head.
Carrot Cake 