I don't know how much snow we got yesterday, it was far more than the 1 to 3 inches they predicted - I know that much. I shoveled my driveway three times yesterday. The first time, my neighbor who I have recently seen in meetings and discovered that he is sober about 6 months, came over and helped me. It is amazing how much it means to have help with just a few shovel-fuls of snow.
At noon yesterday I ventured out to go to the gym. About half way there I realized that I was risking my life in order to get a few miles logged. I did manage to get there, run 5 miles on the dreadmill (that is what I have begun to call it), and get home safely. I watched football the rest of the day, and I guess that is the last time I will do that until next fall. I will miss it.
I have insane-o week at work ahead. Tomorrow I give my quarterly report to the governing body. This morning I meet with my boss to review the report and basically try to tell him what a great job I am doing. I am not very good at inflating my own worth, I am pretty good at being honest, and when I am not being particularly productive, I am likely to tell him that. I think he appreciates my honesty.
I am a bit worried about the drive in to work this morning. There is a lot of snow out there. Will this ever end?
"In any meeting, anywhere, AAs share experience, strength, and hope with each other, in order to stay sober and help other alcoholics. Modem-to-modem or face-to-face, AAs speak the language of the heart in all its power and simplicity." -- Alcoholics Anonymous, p. xxiv