Day 1 Without Alcohol: The Clean Slate That Didn’t Feel Clean

New Year. Clean Slate.

As I have said before, January 1st is one of my favorite days of the year and this year will not disappoint.

Today I spent it cleaning up my planner; filling in the important dates I have this month, this week and tomorrow, writing down my goals and then breaking them down in to bite-sized bits, writing out my monthly budget and playing in the freshly fallen snow with the dogs, cats and kiddos (< this is very unlike me).

Let’s not get crazy though, I also laid in my bed and watched two episodes of The Crown. It’s only 6:30p and I want to go to bed already, but I promised Maddie a game of Brain Quest.

Successful Day 1

So, all in all, a pretty boring Day 1, but also a successful one. We even went to our neighborhood bar for lunch and I had a club soda even though when my husband asked for it the bartender said, ‘like just club soda in a cup?’ I can’t imagine this will be the last time I get asked this.

I got a little irritated at the end of the day while I was doing dishes and trying to keep the puppies out of the dishwasher, but probably not totally out of the ordinary.

Happy New Year all! I hope the first day to your 2019 was a good one.

Tip from 4+ Years Sober Katy


Order a club soda (or any non-alcoholic drink) with confidence. Sometimes bartenders or friends will look at you sideways, but the more matter-of-fact you are about it, the less it becomes “a thing.” Practice saying your order out loud ahead of time so it rolls off your tongue. It gets easier every time.

Future you will thank you for standing your ground — one soda at a time adds up to a whole new life.

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