Went to a New Years Eve party last night at Mr D's sisters house. A small group of friends hanging out, playing guitar, standing around a brazier keeping warm. I took along a Red Bull.
Finding that I don't really even need a glass to hold now all the time.
Went into the kitchen at one point to make a cup of tea - it was lovely.
Everyone else was boozing .. every now and then a wave of people would head inside to do Tequila shots. I laughed at their puckered faces as they sucked on lemon at the end...
I didn't wish I was drinking like everyone else.. I was more concerned that I'd be too tired to wait up till midnight..
But the chat was fun, the music was lovely, the fire was warm, and suddenly it was twelve o'clock.
As we went around hugging each other 'Happy New Year!!' I noticed a few were seeming quite merry but it was an abstract observation rather than anything awful or awkward. Most of the time (unless they're outwardly displaying signs of drunkenness) I forget that people are under the influence.
Just doesn't really matter to me. I'm happy in my sober head space. Someone tweeted me 'enjoy partying YOUR way' just as I was leaving home and I thought that was such a great sentiment.
I did enjoy partying my way last night. Happy and sober. Sorry to be boring yet again but this is a blog about my drinking so I have to talk about that and when I talk about that I have to just keep repeating that I am very happy to be sober. Very.
And boy do I love driving home, dropping friends off on the way.
Happy 2014 everyone, I feel like this is going to be a great year.
Love, Mrs D xxx
