As my family knows, as of the 3rd of July, a day after something so horrendous, hideous, and unspeakably terrifying happened to me (i.e. waking up on someone’s lawn) that forced my hand, I quit drinking.
Yep, you read that right. I haven’t had a drop of alcohol since the 3rd of July. That’s like … what … almost two months, now? Go me.
Anyway, not only have I stopped drinking but I’ve started a new diet. No, I know, I don’t really need to diet– it’s more for my stomach’s sanity. For some reason everything I eat makes my stomach hate life and consequently hate me.
Here’s what I’m eating:
- brown rice
- boiled chicken
Have I noticed a difference? Not sure. I drink so much caffeine in a day that my sleep cycle gets screwed up which doesn’t help things, either.
What, now I’m going to have to quit coffee and tea?