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Day Five

I'm still sober. Last night was rough, but in the end I chose bed over a drink. Cravings don't come while you're sleeping. I slept the hardest I have in a very long time, not waking once until the alarm went off this morning.

This morning was better but by afternoon the cravings were back again. So for extra insurance before coming home to any empty house, I stopped at Food City on the way home from work, grabbed a mini-cart and packed it full with non-alcoholic drinks. I am not exaggerating. My receipt reads like this: 

1 Mr. Q Cumber drink (I couldn't resist the cute little glass bottle)
1 Murph's Famous Bloody Mary Mix (for drinking straight not mixing)
1 Welch's Sparkling White Grape juice (I'll pretend this is Pinot Grigio)
6 pack - O'Doul's  non-alcoholic beer (the only NA beer name I recognized)
6 pack - Barritts Ginger Beer (I like Ginger Ale so why not)

I cracked open the O'Doul's before I left the parking lot. And I think I'm going to make it through another day. 

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