Wednesday, November 11, 2009

November Eleventh, Two Thousand and Nine

Veteran's Day, United States of America. There are better places than an alcoholic's blog for writing about Veteran's Day, particularly this year, so I think I will leave it alone. I will call my son (veteran of the war in Iraq) and my brother (Vietnam vet) later today. I have my flag flying on my front porch and I guess that is my contribution today.

I went to that job interview yesterday and got so excited about a job that I thought I wanted. I was interviewed by two people who spent two hours with me, so I know they were interested in me as well. But I left there with the conviction that I cannot work there. There are too many reasons to list here. I went back to my office rather sad. But rather happy to see my pretty, pretty office. I love my office. I forget how much I love my office.

It was after 5 o'clock last night and almost everyone was gone. My boss' boss and I ended up having a nice conversation in the copy room. He told me it is important to him that I get a promotion - but it will take a year or two. I couldn't believe my ears. I have despaired of ever getting a promotion - I have tried for so long - to no avail. And here he was asking me what departments I thought I should take over, and I had a list for him.

I would be elated if I could stay where I am. It appears that I will for today anyway.

This morning I got to go to my 6:30 meeting. I got to talk for a long time afterwards with a dear friend I have known since he got sober in 1999. He is a wonderful man. A decent man. A man who loves his wife. The best kind of man. I am proud to know him. I am also glad I got a chance to talk to him because it undid the creepy-crawly feeling I got from the meeting which seemed to be more of a therapy session than any kind of AA meeting I am familiar with. I actually heard people refer to AA as a "12 step program" right in an AA meeting. When did that happen?

So, as if you all care what I am going to do today I will tell you... I am going to do what I dream of doing on days when I don't have to go to work. I am going to sit on my world famous sofa and knit. I still have to put together the baby blanket, I will post pictures once I get it done in the next day or two - or after the weekend at the latest. I have felted slippers and hats to knit for Christmas presents. And I have flannel pajamas to sew for grandchildren - out of that bright flannel I bought that I am not going to use for the backing of the baby blanket. At $9.99 a yard, I have to use it! I was able to find some flannel across town that I like and is Scott W. approved!

I am grateful for a quiet peaceful life today. Although this probably doesn't sound like much, this is more than I could have ever dreamed when I walked into Alcoholics Anonymous sick and desperate. Quiet and Peaceful. Yes. That is good.

Wishing that for you too.


10 comments:

♥Shann♥ said...

thanks, I admire how you know yourself so well...

Anonymous said...

I'm sitting here looking at the Pacific Ocean from my window overlooking the beach in Kihei, HI. I never expected this when I entered the rooms of A.A. 23 years ago and found a new life in the Everlasting Arms. God Bless, Dick B. www.dickb.com

Scott W said...

I laughed out loud at the flannel that is Scott W approved! Sweet!

I agree with Dick B, although I am not sitting anywhere near the Pacific Ocean, I have all I need.

Patty said...

At least now you will not be wondering, What if? Cannot wait to see the blankey!

Lou said...

I remember when you were so worried about your son during his tour of duty. He did his part, and more, and thank God he is back home.

Syd said...

I think that I'm going to miss my office too. I've stared out that window overlooking the Harbor for so many years. I have become accustomed to the otter, the cruise ships, the sailboats, the tug boats, the dolphins, the pelicans, the marsh. It is a million dollar view. I have a few more months to enjoy it and then it will be done there for me. Other views to see.
I'm glad that you are happy where you are. There is nothing wrong with the status quo.

Just Another Sober Guy said...

Good luck with the job situation however it turns out. Also thank you for acknowledging Veterans Day, my father died in Vietnam in '66... I never knew him.

Pam said...

I can't help but love ya, it's not my fault.

Scott said...

job interviews are a two way street, thank God for that...

and again, thanks for your son and brother...

Ed G. said...

I hope your day was fulfilling and that your career takes twists and turns that are wonderful for you.

Blessings and aloha...