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Journal: Dry January

Journal: Dry January

/drī/ /ˈjanyəˌwerē/:  a personal choice to abstain from alcohol during the first calendar month of the new year which coincides with societal intimidation to claim half-hearted resolutions, and at the conclusion of a holiday season which is widely recognized as a collection of excuses for imbibing in some great craft cocktails and seasonal craft beers.


Another alcohol-free month behind me, this is the third year in a row and I have to say:

 

I LOVE DRY JANUARY

 

Though not a heavy drinker, I do enjoy all kinds of libations:  a thoughtfully crafted cocktail (there's a few on this website ;-), gorgeous local beers, a glass of wine.  Parties, a cocktail cruise on the Lake, special celebrations or just a regular Tuesday — there's always a great reason to drink, but it turns out, as you might imagine there are some really wonderful reasons not to drink:

  • Better sleep
  • Better skin
  • Weight loss
  • More money in your pocket
  • More productive days
  • Knowing there is always a designated driver
  • Increased energy
  • You are a more active participant in your own narrative, a more accurate witness to your own existance

Filling out the paperwork at my latest trip to the doctor for my annual check-up, I noticed a nearly imperceptible change to the question:  do you consume alcohol?  If so how much? 

You see it's changed — the amount of alcohol a woman should consume has been reduced.  Recent studies have concluded that more than 7 drinks per week is too much.  Seven drink per week is really, really easy to do.

What I love about the absolutism of Dry January is that is eliminates equivocation, internal negotiations.  There's no 'only on the weekends' or 'just special occasions'.  Is Thursday a weekend if you're going out to dinner with friends? How about Sunday?

And it has to be said, as a Homemaker/Student/Therapy Dog Handler/Cemetery Commissioner, I haven't had a 'weekend' since Alex was born.  

February 1st arrives, and I can attest to all these benefits personally, which should be validation enough of the brilliance of Dry January.  But here's the real reason I participate:

to prove I can


Journal:  My Very Own Therapy Dog

Journal: My Very Own Therapy Dog

Call Me By Your Name

Call Me By Your Name