Sober Day #41- It's becoming a routine.

Another sober day and evening.  I spent yesterday evening on a flight so bumpy they never even got to do beverage service.  Oh, well, another temptation from those innocent-looking airline bottles of wine, eliminated, lol!  It's nice to be home, even to snow and ice.

That call of wine, even with all my recent traveling, has been getting softer and softer.  I know it happens like a post-op course, the way I explain it to patients:  It's not steadily a little better every single day!  There are good days and not-so-good days, but the general trend it toward getting well.  In the same way-  I know from reading the very helpful posts on various sober blogs-  that one can be progressing along, minimal problems with resisting wine- and suddenly, whammo, that Wolfie steps out from behind a tree, crooks his fingers, and hisses:  "Come find happiness with me".  So I am staying alert, and planning defense strategies for when that happens.

But for today, for me, all is calm.