It was a totally fun Easter weekend! I have to be honest.. last Easter I really struggled with everyone else drinking every evening. I was filled with angst about it.. not because I was tempted, it was more of a "why, why, why do you have to drink every night???!!!" wail within my brain. But this year I just didn't care.
Other people drink. I don't want to try and analyze that… it's different for each individual and I really do believe it's impossible to judge another persons drinking habits from the outside. Only each of us individually know the truth about our own habits and internal dialogues and frankly.. we each live our own lives and (so long as we're not being directly abusive or nasty to others) we can live how we want. So I just relaxed and let be. Wore my invisible cloak of sobriety which is a beautiful thing, and also wore… my new hot pink onesie! Yeah!!!!!
Mr D arrived home just before we were about to board our ferry with the onsie.. it was my Easter present he said. I was stoked. Have always wanted a onesie and yes, I can confirm that putting a onesie on is as delicious as it looks. OMG I love my onesie. I even like the word. Onesie, onesie, onesie. So with my invisible cloak of sobriety and my hot pink onesie I was all set for a great weekend and sure enough a great weekend was had.
I have definitely discovered that music is an instant ticket to happiness for sober me. My two favorite moments of the weekend involved music..
1) in my pink onesie in the kitchen at 8am lip syncing Bonnie Tyler's Total Eclipse of the Heart to a captive audience of small girls in their highchairs. Bliss.
2) in my neon wig and flower lei waving my tinsel while bouncing around to Katy Perry's Firework at the disco.
Yes I took myself off a little earlier than others in the evenings and read my book by torchlight with my boys all sleeping in the same room. But that was ok and I wasn't the only one doing it. I don't think anyone thinks any less of me if I'm not staying up at the dinner table after the meal is finished chatting the night away. Maybe I missed out on some funny stories or heartfelt confessionals but that's ok too. I can't be a part of everything all the time.
On the last night it was a game of Trivial Pursuit post dinner that I bowed out of. I wanted to finish my lovely novel (Friendship Bread by Darien Gee.. very satisfying). My call of "I'm off to bed, good night everyone!" was met with a chorus of hearty "Night night's" and "See you in the morning's." There's no shame in going to bed early. My god, this is a total revelation to me.
I'm happy being sober. And I'm happy being sober in a world awash with alcohol. The longer it goes on the easier it gets.
Now we are home again and I have a million piles of washing to do. Bye!
Love, Mrs D xxx
Update for those of you who don't know what a bloody onesie is!!