another aimless sunday.

I may say that I don’t I need structure, but it’s a big part of my sobriety.  Knowing what I’m Continue reading →

hit the brakes.

Last night, my daughter and I went to the pet store and picked up two hermit crabs. On our trip Continue reading →

who’s up for three?

The more I’m suffering, the more I’m taking my will back.  Which suits my alcoholism just fine; as long as Continue reading →

it’s working because it hurts like hell.

I held my hand up when it came to anniversaries last night, and gave the lead as well.  I had Continue reading →

skip this one.

Maybe it’s not so much alcoholism as it is depression.  Who knows anymore?  This whole Day At A Time bullshit Continue reading →

once again, starting now.

Two days ago was two years sobriety.  In the two days since, I think I’ve had something like four major Continue reading →

what do we want? doesn’t matter! when do we want it? now!

Well, for starters, I switched to decaf.  It’s the first morning at the water park, and the family is already Continue reading →

smaller bites.

By nature, I’m an over-doer.  Not an overachiever, mind you, the one word where adding “over” as a descriptor actually Continue reading →