Weekends

I made it through the week.   I can't even begin to explain how happy I am that it is the weekend.  I love Friday nights because I know that I have two whole days ahead of me to do the things that I love - read, hang out with my husband and stepson, relax, watch …

It is what it is

Ugh.  Today sucked.  A lot.  As I said in an earlier post, I have been feeling overwhelmed at work.  Today that overwhelming feeling got multiplied by a thousand, and a good amount of frustration was added in.  The story is a pretty boring one, typical behavior of any large company.  The corporate office made a decision …

Grace…even for me.

I recently read somewhere that recovery is one of the greatest examples of grace.  I have found that to be so true.  As a matter of fact, I don't think that I even knew, much less understood or felt, what grace was before I made my first attempts at recovery. When I started trying to …

Keeping It Fresh

My husband secretly recorded my last drunk.  He told me that he had done so while I was in rehab, but it took me almost three months to be brave enough to watch it.  It was painful to watch what I become when I put alcohol in my body.  It was hard for me to …

Fruitcake

I was tagged by Karen of Mended Musings to play a game of fruitcake tag. You know, I am new to this blogging and I was completely unaware there were blog games! Woo hoo! Here we go. Step 1: Post the rules Follow the steps. Those are the rules. Step 2: Post a photo of …

Food for the soul

I'm feeling a little, maybe more than a little, overwhelmed at work. Today I had to go in early to complete a project. It had a deadline of noon. My coworker and I got there a little before seven and worked non-stop to finish on time. We didn't make it. But, we did get it …

Just a girl…

So this afternoon I had a meltdown. A snot-running, can't-catch-my-breath crying, completely irrational breakdown. I don't even know what happened, the day started off good enough. We went to our meeting at 6:45, came home, I made omelets for Father's Day breakfast, and we chilled out. I finished the book I was reading, took a …

Accepted Rejection

My family doesn't speak to me. Not one of them. The crazy thing about it is they all talked to me when I was actively drinking, encouraging (okay, more like begging and threatening) me to get some help. Yet, after I went to treatment the first time, they all dropped like flies. They were suddenly …

Laying down my rock

Thy will, not mine, be done. That is the essence of the third step of Alcoholics Anonymous. While I have found that all of the steps are hard, I think that the third step was, and continues to be, the hardest for me. By the time I got to the program, I knew without a …

Right here, right now

Last week my husband suggested we check out the new Hobby Lobby that recently opened here. He knows how much I love craft stores, and luckily for me, he does too. So after work one day we stopped in just to look around. The store was huge, and there was a lot to see. As …