I’m at the point now that I rarely think about drinking or think about missing drinking, so I think this has definitely stuck. It now doesn’t occur to me to want alcohol when out for dinner, though I do still get slightly surly when there are no decent alcohol-free options. I still find work events that involve drinking incredibly tedious, so avoid them like a thing to be avoided – the idea of standing about watching my colleagues get smashed holds little appeal. 

I realised last week that Drinking Me would have certainly had a few (many) glasses of wine to deal with the whole VeryHighlyPaidUnderperformer situation – which would only have resulted in making the whole thing more difficult and stressful.

Next up – a whole year!