The Final Countdown

If you’re like me, anytime you hear that phrase, you think of the epic 80s rock song by the Swedish rock group, Europe.  If you’re an Arrested Development fan, you’re also picturing magic tricks illusions performed by none other than Gob Bluth.


Yes, Lee and I are entering the Final Countdown.  At the beginning of July, we will be saying goodbye to cocktail hour.

Our doctor requires that we abstain from alcohol consumption throughout our IVF cycle. Knowing what we know now about sperm production, we decided it would be best to stop drinking a bit early, with the idea being that when we do the IVF, Lee’s sperm will be its absolute healthiest.

This actually won’t be the first time we’ve given up alcohol.  Lee and I decided to give up alcohol for the entire month of January.  I don’t mean to make us sound like we’re the town drunks; we just like our cocktails.  It wasn’t uncommon for us to come home every day and make a drink while cooking dinner.  While I might only consume one or two on most nights, it got to a point where I couldn’t actually remember the last day that I didn’t have a drink.  “Dry January” helped us both break a bad habit, but for me, it was so much more.  It’s amazing the kind of clarity you can obtain when you’re forced to confront the reasons behind why you do something.  I realized that I was using alcohol to manage my stress and anxiety.   By abstaining, I was forced to confront these issues head-on.  It wasn’t easy to admit that I was self-medicating, but by acknowledging the problem I was able to find a solution.

Lee and I only imbibe one or two nights a week now, which is a huge improvement from 7 nights a week.  I’m actually kind of looking forward to giving up alcohol again.  I mean, I am and I’m not.  I fucking love wine.  And whiskey.  And champagne.  And craft cocktails. But the fact is, I felt so much more accomplished when I wasn’t drinking.  It’s amazing the amount of free time you have when you don’t pop a bottle and fall asleep by 8 p.m. on a week night.

So the countdown is on.  By July 5th, Lee and I will officially be on the wagon.  23 days to go!  Don’t be surprised if I reach out to you for happy hour, brunch or all-day drinking between now and then.  Better yet, if you can’t think of a better way to spend a day than drinking with me (did somebody say celebrate?), then let me know and we’ll make it happen.



One thought on “The Final Countdown

  1. Once you find something other than booze to help soothe that anxious feeling, alcohol will never again be the solution for managing stress. So glad you did a trial run earlier this year, and I’m excited to explore the world of N/A cocktails with you! I discovered this weekend both Psycho Suzi’s and Tattersall have menus that are specifically non-alcoholic. Taste test soon!

    Also I’ve gotten really into shrubs later (and generally just balsamic in my drinks), and it makes soda water feel so much fancier. We should find a recipe and try it soon.


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