As impossible as it might have seemed, I have actually stopped counting the days. I went to my tracking ap and had to back fill in the past week.

I had sort of a meh week, I could have used a little more sunshine and fewer needy people. But, I didn’t drink. There were no hangovers. There was no guilt about broken promises to myself. I set a (mostly) good example to my children of how an adult deals with the ups and downs of life. I still have plenty of work to do on my own issues but at least I can focus on them long enough to own them.