Starting to feel it: Good and Bad

So last night at work my co-bartender made a new martini for a customer.  A wine bar tradition is for us to have to "taste the concoction to ensure quality for the customer" by making little shots from the remainder in the shaker.  She made a peach-tini and I was drooooling.  Aroma, vodka, etc etc fucking etc.  I truly had an inner craving--and was sad because I felt it was unfair I was doing this to myself.  I know why I'm trying not to drink for a bit, but the thoughts of "oh well, it's not like I can't just not drink as much" are going through my head.  Then I'm like "Why can't I do this???  It's only two weeks!!"

I'm starting to wonder if I like the socialization through drinking or like the act itself.  I have always been proud of two things:
1) I won't drink just anything.  I only drink wine or cocktails that actually taste good to me.  I'm not in it just for the alcohol.
2) I don't just drink to get drunk.  Yes the warm fuzzy feeling of vodka hitting your throat and slowly warming your body is great, but it's more than getting wasted.  I like a few.  I good buzz.

But yeah, now the staff is all intrigued by my little challenge, and they are all just counting the days.  Even the boss said "Why do people pick the oddest times to do these things??  I mean it's Oktoberfest and next week is Chili Cook-off."

Now call me crazy, but I don't drink beer, and I like chili in a small cup from Steak n Shake.  What's the big deal here?  It's not like it's my birthday, the most important holiday of the year.  It's not Mardi Gras.  I'LL BE FINE you mean co-workers.  Yes we normally congregate after long weekends and down a few bottles of wine, but I will have water... and just people watch and make fun of all you drunk bitches.

Speaking of that, two girls wandered in to the bar and shouted "I WANT TO MICATO D ASTIIIIIII!"  What?  Really?  "Would like a bottle of Bricco Moscato d'Asti (you drunk asshole?)  I'm sorry ladies, I need you to atleast drink this water and then we'll see."

Holy shit, that was SOOO me severalllll times over the last 6 years.  I mean, I wasn't at nice bars.  I was on the landing and at Lafayette's and Big Daddy's Soulard.  But it was like a light: I don't want to ever look like those two girls, who were there to meet their three sober friends.  Their sober, delightful friends, who ordered a Moscato d'Asti properly and enjoyed it, while the other girls shouted "WELL I GUESS SHE'S NOT GIVING US STUFF TO DRINK HERE.  WE'LL BE A BIG DADDY'S"  Ha!!!  I'm proud of myself for sticking to my guns.  I've been happy in the past when a bartender did that for me; I just didn't know it until the next morning :)

Overall I am actually feeling good today.  I've never been a morning person, but in general I feel good.  Let's see if that trend continues!