Mijn eerste nuchtere weekend

I can't remember when I had a completely sober weekend. Meaning not drinking at all. Of course I've had weekend when I only drank 1 bottle in total. But noting at all..? It feels weird and my wine witch complains.

My wine witch I is like this: that annoying voice in my head like a little devil on my shoulder. There's a little angel on my other shoulder and she's trying to speak up (probably for a few months already) and her voice is getting louder. The little devil is not amused and they're fighting. My little angel is gaining strength and will (at least for this weekend!) win the "battle of the wine"!
My little angel is probably my conscience. So my wine witch it my little devil. This little devil has more things I can hold her account for.
Reading this back, looks like I'm drunk. But I'm not!
Friday evening my hubby and I went for dinner. I propose to drive as I'm not drinking. Dinner was great (Thai Food) and my little devil was quiet. Probably helped a lot that I couldn't stop talking to my hubby about "The Sober Diaries". Saturday morning I woke up at 6:30 and was quit restless. Finally my husband came down at 9h and we went to look at a new couch. I felt very happy the whole time. So when I thought that I never had a hang-over, I maybe did. It was very rare that I had hang-overs with headaches. Only a bit tired sometimes. But probably feeling more depressed that no hang-over. Maybe this is just only in the morning I'm feeling happy?
After lunch we went out "shopping" and we bought a beautiful couch! Lounge, grey, big. But around 16 weeks delivery time. Let the waiting begin.
Later in the afternoon I went to a friend who's pregnant to drink some tea. That was very nice and no urges at all.
When I come home my husband and I watch TV and it helps he isn't drinking either.

Sunday morning I wake up at 7:30. This is rather late for me! I jump out of bed. Joe wants to stay in bed. I jump in my car (got dressed first of course..) and buy some croissants and freshly squeezed orange juice and go to my mum to bring her and my stepfather some breakfast. They were very happy and surprised. I was very busy and my stepfather almost went crazy. Ha! Of course I tell my mum too about "The Sober Diaries" and she's going to read it now too including the blog "Mummy was a Secret Drinker". I know she did the Sober January month and that she would be interested.
Sunday afternoon my little devil starts to wake up and tells me that one wine will not hurt and if I drink wine now, I already accomplished a lot. Luckily my angel wins! We go out for an early dinner at 17h and my hubby says I can take wine if I want to. So now my little devil has been pulling some strings and is getting my hubby to speak up for my little devil. Am I going crazy here?
My angel is getting angry now and I refuse to drink alcohol and order a Virgin Cocktail. And later on another one! Yummie, these are great!!! And the food was fantastic! Vietnamese restaurant "Little V" is the bomb and we will be going there much more often in the future.
We end the weekend on the couch, watching TV.

I'm proud of my little angel who fought my little devil to the bitter end of this weekend. My little devil is somewhere relieved this is over and we can go back to business again.. but we'll see what happens.