It's January, it's a new month, it's a new year. No, I'm not coming out with the predictable bollocks of "it's a new me" because it isn't. Of course it isn't, and all the millions of people that spout that bullshit are idiots with reality issues.
I do think it's time for a few changes, although realistically they'll be short term ones. I'm not on about "changing my life" or "changing myself" or any of that nonsense. I'm thirty for fucks' sake. It's not going to happen and I dont want it to.
I do, however, feel that I could do with a few weeks off the wine, and a few weeks of generally feeling better. I don't want to call it a detox, but it's something along those lines. So, from Thursday (when I'm back at work), I'm going to try and cut out booze during the week and cut down drastically over the weekends. On top of that, I need to revert to my strict vegan ways, not the lax ones that allow a smoked salmon salad for lunch once a month!
I won't touch dairy in a million years, but I've been eating the odd egg and have also had the occasional king prawn. Not terrible, but not good enough either.
I know my beliefs, I know my morals, I know I detest animal cruelty, and I know that I do my best. But sometimes I fail a bit and feel like a hypocrite, so it's time to step it back up again.
I was given a new vegan recipe book for Christmas, from my mother, which I love, and already this evening I've made an aubergine curry from it which was fantastic!
I know it's easy to do once I get my head back into it, and I know I feel and look better when I'm firmly in the zone, so what's stopping me?
Just let me finish the alcohol stock first, then I'll be fine. If it's not here, I won't be able to drink it.
That gives me the remainder of tonight and all of tomrrow to drink a bottle of wine, a litre of Smirnoff and the remaining dregs of a bottle of tequila and Disoronno.
Fun day tomorrow then.
Can't wait!
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