Two weeks to go.
It's been 17 days since I last drank anything other than water, and I'm definitely beginning to look for the light at the end of the tunnel.
What has been most interesting for me is that I don't necessarily miss caffeine or alcohol, but I miss the activity of partaking in them. There's something very comforting in shuffling out of bed and pouring a nice, hot cup of coffee. As my friend pointed out, it's a complete sensory experience: taste, smell, and warmth. It even looks nice. By the same token, it's great to have a cold beer after a long day or hard work outside. I miss the action more than the substance.
Mostly, I'm just bored. I want to pair my chocolate with milk. I want to have juice first thing in the morning. I want some sort of flavor in what I'm drinking. Sure, it's great to be hydrated, but it's not exciting.
Surprisingly, I find myself doing pretty well without my usual dose of Coca-Cola, and I don't have much of an urge to get back to it. We were at a party the other evening where someone suggested that, having given up cola for an extended period of time, I would be unlikely to return. This seems unlikely, but I am pleased to say that I won't run out to buy a case as soon as the month is out.
In fact, I'm considering a new policy: for every glass of whatever I drink, I'll also have one glass of water. This should keep me from using sugary drinks to slake my thirst (since that won't work anyway), and will hopefully prevent any morning-after unpleasantness from anything else. And most importantly, it will keep my hydrated, which was part of the point of this whole thing.
Yes, it's been a great couple weeks, and I'm sure that the next few will be nice as well, but I'm looking forward to February 1st.
That's gonna be one good cup of coffee.