One Day At a Time

wpid-20140325_042534.jpgSomeone from work texted me asking me to work extra tonight. I replied “I will if someone brings me cake”. I am taking this awards thing seriously. I want awards for staying sober. I want awards for working extra. I want awards for going to the gym! Maybe I need to start finding awards with no calories.

I saved her number in my contacts. As I was doing so, I smiled. I used to have to put “COWORKER” in front of names of people I worked with as a caution to not text or call that person drunk. It felt liberating to think I will never have to worry about drunk dialing again. At least won’t have those worries as long as I stay away from that first drink.

These little moments make me very thankful I am sober. I am enjoying things I am learning from other sober bloggers. I am learning about myself from my reactions to blogs and my own comments. Remembering my drunken mistakes is therapeutic for me. I never want to go back to that life. My brain seems to be equating booze with cigarettes. Ew. That stuff if nasty. (No offense to smokers.)

When reading Kristen Johnston’s Guts, she said the phrase to take sobriety “one day at a time” reminded her of the show with that name starring Bonnie Franklin, Mackenzie Phillips, Valerie Bertinelli and Pat Harrington. I busted out laughing as I read it. That is exactly what I think of when I hear it. Then I think of when I lived with a friend and I was always fixing things that broke in her house, our mutual friend nicknamed me “Schneider.” The friend who owned the house was too young to get the reference. But having these small, happy moments of sobriety make me appreciate the saying more. I even found a magnet with the saying that I hang near my desk. Today is going to be a another good, sober day!

Mistake #63- A few days before my last drink, on the last night I got trashed, I woke up in bed with my roommate. I knew that morning I needed to quit. I needed to stop having drunken sex that I could not even remember. I needed to avoid those awkward moments. I was moving out two days later so I was relieved I would not have to live there with that shame hanging in the hallways.

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4 thoughts on “One Day At a Time

  1. No offense taken. It is a gross habit, by any and all objective standards. And regarding the awards? Hell yeah! Gimme that 30 day chip, and gimme that sugar, and gimme that coffee, and while we’re at it, I’m going outside right now for a cigarette, to reward myself for commenting on this post! 😉 Thanks for posting so regularly, btw. I don’t always comment, but I love the fact that you’re here everyday, just like the sun and the moon and my morning Starbucks.

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