Tuesday, April 12, 2011
The hubs and I are giving up our nightly Bundaberg Rum and orange juice. I'm not quite sure what I think, and if I am honest with myself that's proof that things were heading in a bad direction.
I don't think that having one standard drink a night is bad. Trouble is, we are of the same mind and like our wee drinkies to pack a bit of a punch. So an awful lot of rum went down our gullets on a nightly basis.
The husband tends to be swayed by health reports on tv and in the papers. I take all that with a grain of salt because I've been interested in healthy lifestyles for a lot of years and things flip flop back and forth so much. It's hard to decide what's real and what's not. He heard a report the other night about alchohol causing cancer, so that made him decide.
I was all for it. I was going to suggest putting the money aside into a savings account, but he beat me to the suggestion by telling me he'd give me 100$ each fortnight and I can spend it as I wish. Bribery!
I'm going to put it aside and hopefully watch it grow. Then we'll have a tidy little savings account.
I think we'd both reached the point where we were looking forward to our nightly tipple as a means of relaxation. I know recently around 3pm I'd be telling myself "only an hour and forty five minutes and you get some relief". That's bad! We enjoy our rum but it was beginning to be a habit and a crutch.
I was fine with all this yesterday, today I'm thinking I'll get antsy when 4:45pm rolls around and the husband comes home from work. Again, just one more sign that it was time to quit!