I agree. A couple of months ago, if you told me I had to cut out my daily cocktail entirely, I would have told you it couldn't be done. I could not imagine coming home and not grabbing a wine glass or the shaker and sitting down to unwind in the evening.
I was--scared I guess.
Scared of what, I don't know. A week or so and the habit was broken. It doesn't even occur to me that I am missing anything anymore. I gave up alcohol for Lent, but by then I knew it would be really easy.
So I gave up whining, too. Now that's been a challenge.