
Sept. 20 marks 14 months without alcohol.
After the pandemic, my desire to drink more accelerated. I tried taking off a set number of days, but that didn't seem to help. Tried drinking on certain days. Nope.
I was tired of how I felt and looked and didn't want to live the rest of my life relying on alcohol.
Luckily, I didn't hit rock bottom—I just scraped it a few times.
So, I drank what was left at my house and never bought more. I still haven't.
This is that story, plus a shoutout at the end for Orville Peck and his new album, Mule.