Day 12 – the beer in the fridge

I know some people refer to the cravings and the voice inside their head as the “wine witch”. To me it feels like a dark swarmy cloud, pushing against my skin, with words of temptation whispering on a breeze inside my ear. Yesterday the cloud seemed to have bursts of sunshine in. I think IContinue reading “Day 12 – the beer in the fridge”