Welcome to my own bit of Hell
I am on the wagon. Off the sauce. Dry.
Call it what you want.
I call it Hell.
Yet, it is self imposed. I have chosen to give up alcohol for Lent. Yeah, I can hear some you laughing. Some of you are shocked. Some of you think I am full of shit. Oh wait, that hasn't changed.
I went and took the plunge into the deep end of the pool. For the next 40 days, I will not drink any alcohol. No beer, no whisky, no SoCo. There will be no windows for Opening Day or St. Patty's. Nothing. Hope those sentences didn't send a big shudder down you spine.
The silliest thing is that there is no really logical reason for me to do this. Yeah, I gave up drinking for Lent, but I am not even a practicing Catholic. I have my faith but I do not go to church every Sunday. I may go if invited to a wedding. Or a funeral. Yet, for some reason, each and every year I give up something for Lent.
No, I am not in bad health where a doctor has ordered me to give up drinking. I do not have a drinking problem (unless I spill). I do this of my own choosing. Maybe I should have gone to a psychiatrist instead of a regular doctor...
Ok, maybe I did this so those 7 people that link to While Drinking, I... have to change their links. Ha! I am such a bastard. Ok, no that ain't it either.
Nor am I getting paid any mad money not to taste the sweet proofed liquid of the Gods. No cash rewards, cases of booze, sex, or any other thing of value will be rewarded to me. Or at least that I know of. You can feel free to pool your money together and buy me stuff for succeeding. I won't stop you.
About the only thing I can figure I will get out of this personal challenge is a couple more hours on my liver. Hey, I may need that later on.
I do this because to me it is the ultimate challenge to myself at this point in my life. I have friends who do this every year. If they can do it, I sure the hell can as well. This is just one of those weird things I feel I need to do.
For after this, I will cease to observe Lent. I will have climbed to the top of the mountain and lived to tell the tale.
And I will be stronger for it. And one drunk bastard on Good Friday!
Call it what you want.
I call it Hell.
Yet, it is self imposed. I have chosen to give up alcohol for Lent. Yeah, I can hear some you laughing. Some of you are shocked. Some of you think I am full of shit. Oh wait, that hasn't changed.
I went and took the plunge into the deep end of the pool. For the next 40 days, I will not drink any alcohol. No beer, no whisky, no SoCo. There will be no windows for Opening Day or St. Patty's. Nothing. Hope those sentences didn't send a big shudder down you spine.
The silliest thing is that there is no really logical reason for me to do this. Yeah, I gave up drinking for Lent, but I am not even a practicing Catholic. I have my faith but I do not go to church every Sunday. I may go if invited to a wedding. Or a funeral. Yet, for some reason, each and every year I give up something for Lent.
No, I am not in bad health where a doctor has ordered me to give up drinking. I do not have a drinking problem (unless I spill). I do this of my own choosing. Maybe I should have gone to a psychiatrist instead of a regular doctor...
Ok, maybe I did this so those 7 people that link to While Drinking, I... have to change their links. Ha! I am such a bastard. Ok, no that ain't it either.
Nor am I getting paid any mad money not to taste the sweet proofed liquid of the Gods. No cash rewards, cases of booze, sex, or any other thing of value will be rewarded to me. Or at least that I know of. You can feel free to pool your money together and buy me stuff for succeeding. I won't stop you.
About the only thing I can figure I will get out of this personal challenge is a couple more hours on my liver. Hey, I may need that later on.
I do this because to me it is the ultimate challenge to myself at this point in my life. I have friends who do this every year. If they can do it, I sure the hell can as well. This is just one of those weird things I feel I need to do.
For after this, I will cease to observe Lent. I will have climbed to the top of the mountain and lived to tell the tale.
And I will be stronger for it. And one drunk bastard on Good Friday!
posted by StB at 5:51 PM
5 Comments:
Um, Steve, Lent is until Easter Sunday.
I CANT believe this. You are going to put on like 50lbs but then you are supposed to fast during lent too.
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I expected that out of you Wig. It maybe for you converted Catholics but for us Roman Catholics, it is sundown on the 13th. Holy Thursday cannot come quick enough for me!
The scary thing is that Lent was invented so the Roman Catholic hierachary would be religious around Easter. The clergy was notorious in Rome for being lushes (like Innocent the II who fathered 8 children as Pope). I salute your decision, tho. We all need to test our convictions from time to time. Good luck!
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