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So, today I was cleaning out the pool and the filters despite the freezing cold water. I found a beer bottle label in the main filter and pulled it out. In the past, I would have accused AH of drinking this fancy Russian beer knowing full well that he would blame a neighbor for their trash blowing into our yard.
Instead, I pulled it out and said, "Hey, check it out. I found this beer label in the filter basket. Some sort of Russian named beer." Then, he asked to see it (without flinching, of course on the mention of the label) and says, "Hmm, didn't know the Russians made beer." I took the label back and threw it out. No other words were said.
See, I had been gone all weekend and I know he was drinking his whiskey and hanging in the backyard by the fire pit, so I knew he had been outside both nights. I also know he has a liking for the stout beers like Guiness, etc and I found out this Russian beer was a stout. Anyway, I didn't bother with getting all lathered up. What's the point? Something like that is too easy to blame on the neighbors. Now, if I confront him about the whiskey hiding in his golf bag, that would be kinda hard to blame anyone else ......or maybe he would be able to find blame elsewhere?? Doesn't matter, I won't say anything about that, either. I think I'm growing here! YAY!
LOL! I know, I know but I found it while looking for some golf tees for my ds for his own golf bag. I wasn't actually looking for alcohol. Kind of like how I found an empty gin bottle in my knitting bin. I was going in the bin to look for some craft supplies. I mean, can't he find better hiding places?
One of my good AA friends stated his favorite spot to hide them was the breadmaker...lol. The one advantage of being an alcoholic with another alcoholic is we didn't hide the empties from anyone but the neighbors. It was an embarrassing trip to the dumpster with all those clank clank clank wine bottles.
So, I have to add that today I found the other label from that bottle of beer. I found it at the bottom of our outdoor trash can with all the debris from the porch, etc. It's funny how he seemed so puzzled that Russians made beer when I showed him the one label, when it's obvious to me that he threw out the bottom label in our trash(even if he didn't drink it, LOL) and then acted puzzled when I showed him the top label. Does that make sense? Anyway, I just get a kick out of the lying and hiding.
Funny thing is: I know he hasn't been drinking this past week: we've all been sick with a respiratory virus and he's been zonked out for days with a fever. Thankfully, we're all on the mend and seem to be improving except for a nagging cough!