booze

Officially session numero dos of counseling is done. It's going to be a very long process...immediately after yesturday's session I rearranged my entire apartment--which turned out a mirror image of what it had been :( {I don't even wanna think what that means} Maybe I need to rearrange my life...I mean, I tried that but nothing got put back in place.
So yesturday...it was a talk about alcohol...which I didn't think is my problem. Sure, I love a cold beer or a glass or wine, or a mixed drink. And yes, I've been known to throw back several shots but, no more than the next guy, right? Whew, talk about saying it all aloud! Sure it was great talking about all those nights of fun, with more than I'd like to remember turning into nights of not quite as much fun as I'd planned!! Does this mean I'm quitting cold turkey? I don't even know if I need to quit. Last night I really wanted a Kokanee...as I had 12 nice cold ones in the fridge. But after my hourly chat with the Doc...I just couldn't do it. Because I want to prove to myself I don't have a problem. It was a test...but an easy one.