Today was a treat day. I took the day off and had lunch with my bestie. We had facials in the morning and then stuffed our faces in Zizzi.
It felt so self-indulgent and I absolutely loved it. How amazing that now, treating myself actually means treating myself - it used to mean poisoning myself.
Sure, £57 is a lot of money to spend on a facial and lunch out. I can't afford to be doing that all the time, but, when I was drinking, I never thought too much about how much I spent, sharing a bottle of wine before going out, taxis, drinks, cocktails, takeaway food, it all adds up and that's all money I'm saving now.
So when I splurge, I really feel it, but it's this wonderful gift I'm giving myself, rather than the awful 'gift' of a hangover the day after a night out.
The difference is that while one treat nourishes, the other depletes.
In the old days, lunch with a friend often meant sharing one, maybe two bottles of wine, followed by cocktails, then before I knew it, it would be 9pm and we'd be drunk, wondering how we were going to get home.
Now we go for facials, massages, and walks. There was a brief moment today when I though 'shall we just get a bottle of red to share?' but the moment passed and I realised that wine wouldn't have added anything to the experience (apart from about £20).
So I still get a pang from time to time, but at over 100 days in I'm feeling strong and happy in my decision to quit booze, especially if it justifies massages, facials and other such self-indulgence.
Have a great Wednesday, I'll see you here for Vegan Friday in a few days.
SSV x
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