Tempting

50 days have already passed since I stopped (not quit yet) drinking booze. And, I haven't  craved for it yet.   I'm just joking if I tell Wifey and others that I'm already chilling and wanted beer, beer, and more beer!

But, when I always open our refrigerator, I drool because I see the two cold brown bottles sitting in there tempting me and telling "Cheers, Tom!".

And, it's very tempting, indeed!  Oh! Temptations, please leave me alone.  Otherwise, I'd drink you.

Could I resist the temptation?  Until when?  That remains to be seen!

I drink beer at last!

Defying my doctor's order, I drank beer last night.  At last!  Had Wifey known about this, she'd definitely get fuming mad!

I was so excited and chilled upon holding the first ice-cold brown bottle.  Cheers!  Since I've not tasted a drop for 41 straight days, the first gulp was as sweet as honey.  And, after some more bottles, I felt so refreshed and invigorated.

When I was about to open my sixth bottle, I suddenly woke up; then, I realized that I was dreaming.

That was a GOOD dream, indeed!  I'd better sleep again and continue my drinking spree!