My husband wants me to meet him and his biggest drinking buddy tonight (Friday) at the Sports Bar for dinner. I don’t wanna go… So I won’t go. But I also don’t want to sit and marinate in negativity either. Which I have done in the past and never ends well. I want to start finding ways to dealing with living with a drinker who goes out in a big way sometimes. To be fair, he doesn’t do it as often anymore but for Pete’s sake, he’s effing 50 now – when will he be past this? Anyway, think I am going to an Al-anon meeting tonight while he gets shit-faced and repeats himself to his buddy. He is trying to keep everybody happy by inviting me but really in that scenario, nobody will be happy. I will hate sitting in the bar with a couple of hammered dinner companions. His buddy will hate that I am there sipping lemon water and wondering when this boring event will end. And my husband will be trying to entertain both of us unsuccessfully. Been there and done that and really don’t enjoy it. So I am bowing out and looking after myself and he can do what he wants as well. Not ideal but all I’ve got right now.