Part of me wants to stop completely; another part says maybe moderation. If moderation is the goal, then I did ok this weekend, I guess....limiting myself to 2 glasses at dinner. But there is this part of me lurking in the background when I do that...the part that says, "what the hell, have one more now," or "walk to the wine shoppe when your husband is doing something else and buy some more for yourself." The thought of NEVER having a glass of wine again kills me....I love the whole process, you know? From deciding to buy a bottle...to opening it, to seeing it poured into the elegant glass. But I know that's only one side of it. The other side is not so nice: the hangover, the shame. My goal this week is to not drink during the week, and re-evaluate how I feel Friday. That seems so far away. But just for today, I will not drink.