I’ve never really considered myself one of those people that needs to be constantly entertained. Until I stopped drinking. I can easily attest, it’s boring as fuck.
I gave up drinking for 30 days. Thirty days in comparison to your entire life doesn’t seem like that long of a stretch. But it is. Oh, is it ever.
So as I count down the days (the hours…the minutes…I truly believe it’s all started going backwards at this point. I’m like Alice in Wonderland) until I can once again feel like a well adjusted drinking individual amongst the population, I need a distraction. Actually what I need is a paid companion. Or maybe I could get an intern and have them just sit and slap drinks out of my hand.
Back to not drinking being boring. Yesterday for happy hour we went to Brewed because they serve kombucha. Kombucha is fermented tea. If that doesn’t sound gross to you, then you’re doing it wrong. But I HAD to get out of the house. Although sitting at Brewed for 30 minutes is just as boring as it sounds. And by the way, they have terrible service. Last time I was there (hungover and eating a friedeggsammichohmnomnomnomnom) I swear our waiter was tripping on acid. And not in a ‘fun to watch’ kind of way, but like a ‘this is really fucking annoying’ kind of way.
Last week we went to go to the movies but had to bypass the Movie Tavern. They serve full bar. Way too tempting for this non-drinking little lady. Wine and movies…love it. Just like wine and walking the dog or wine and blow drying my hair. So we went to the theatre at Ridgmar and let me warn you, just don’t. If you like hanging around obnoxious hormonal high schoolers that don’t give a shit about anyone around them then be my guest. Of course the little morons sitting in front of us tried to get in a fight with the little jackasses sitting in front of them. I find it impossible to believe I was that terrible in high school. Maybe I was. I probably was. I was.
I took my boredom to the internets. While you can google anything, you probably won’t like any of the absolutely fucking stupid answers you get. So I googled, “what to do when you stop drinking?” Here is what I got: movies, masturbate, sex and ultimate frisbee. While I do know what movies, masturbation and sex are, I had to look up ultimate frisbee. I went to TCU, we didn’t do that shit. Or we might have. A) I’m getting old and B) I was usually drunk.
My recently pregnant best friend told me it was hard but she said what kept her going was the fact she didn’t want to fuck up her baby. “So what you’re saying is I lack the motivation.”
So if you have any non-sexual/frisbee related suggestions, please tell me. But as for now, I’m off to happy hour to cry at Brewed.
Sad hour at Brewed. Boom. Ugh.
19 days, 7 hours, 5 minutes…