I was so proud of myself just a few short hours ago.
The day flowed by smoothly. I got up early, exercised, ran errands, did chores... and 9pm saw me sitting on the couch, feeling great. I had managed to watch an entire movie without my hand drifting up to my head.
Then a few things changed. First, my partner and I indulged in our Sunday night ritual: sharing half.a bottle of leftover wine. We cleaned up and did a crossword together.... then I suddenly found myself idle. I didn't feel quite ready to go to bed, but I was too tired to do anything else.
So there I was, sitting on the couch, feeling indecisive, and with ever-so-slightly impaired judgement. Making decisions (even totally unimportant ones) is one of my triggers for pulling, and I let my guard down.
On the bright side, I was able to stop myself a bit more quickly than usual. Not right away... but I didn't let the episode drag on as long as I probably would have before starting this blogging project. I'm going to consider that a win, and promise myself that I'll be extra vigilant in moments like this from now on.
Hairs pulled: 32