Normally on a Saturday morning, I feel free and happy. This morning I just feel pressure. It feels like I have too much to do. This morning I am going to go to a 6:30 meeting, and then get my Saturday morning run in. These are a couple of the highlights of my week. Then, I want to go to Macy's and see if I can get a set of towels that will look good with the color of paint I have tentatively chosen for my bathroom... if I can, I will buy them and then go to Lowe's and purchase paint. My new sponsee wants to get together today to talk about her first step... I told her I would find an hour for her. My house needs some basic dusting and vacuuming before I start painting. I will need a nap somewhere in there because I have been awake since 3 a.m., and then I have church at 5:00 p.m. Then begins the Sabbath, and I really try to rest on Sunday. --- as you can see, something's got to give in this plan, and I am not clear yet what it is... I bet by the time I go to my meeting and run for an hour, I will know what it is (but the meeting and the run are the non-negotiables.)
I have not heard from my son now for nearly a month. It will be four weeks on Monday. It has been a long four weeks. I hope I will hear from him this weekend.
"When the newcomer approached the oldtimer, envying his accomplishments and many years of sobriety, the oldtimer slapped down his hand like a gavel and said, 'I'll trade you even! My thirty years for your thirty days - right now!' He knew what the newcomer had yet to find out: that true happiness is found in the journey, not the destination." -- Alcoholics Anonymous, p. 511