Talking/listening: think I'm doing okay, but that's a tough one to gauge objectively. Maybe I'll have my wife just tell me if I'm talking too much.

Drinking: this is going pretty well. Wanted bourbon the other night, settled for beer. Wanted two beers, settled for one. Rule of thumb I've rested on: if, before my first drink of the evening, I'm already looking forward to the second... I don't have any at all.

Part of the whole drinking thing was habituation, anyway. Got used to having a couple while I was cooking dinner, maybe another with dinner... maybe another later, if I was feeling celebratory. Break the first part of the cycle, you break the cycle. So instead of beer, I just pound soda waters with lemon while I cook. Then I'll have one with dinner, but at that point I'm not as interested in keeping the train rolling.

Cutting back on meat intake is going well, although I went apes the other night on some really good goddamn pizza. There was pig all over that pie. Felt so right.

Getting rid of stuff is easy right now, because we're in middle of house-moving purgatory. Nothing like a good move to make you reconsider your inventory. Turns out, I care about very little of the stuff I own. It comes down ultimately to that which I get the most utility out of (instruments and cookware, mostly) and that which has some sort of history attached to it (a couple wedding mementos, baby footprints'n'shit, childhood stuff). Everything else, I could lose in a housefire and get over it reasonably quickly.

Fuck it, I'm putting my TV and Xbox on that list, too, and I'll feel dirty doing it. But everything else can go, and a lot of it is.

These posts are keeping me on point, I like 'em.