I really love football, so I go through a bit of withdrawal as footie season ends. It sure was nice to see Drew Brees walking around with his son, and tears in his eyes... and for those of you who are Colts fans, I understand, really I do. But I wasn't particularly attached to any team in this race, so I really liked to see the underdog win.
Tomorrow I shall go through a bigger withdrawal as I go through my first day in several years without a Diet Pepsi. Oh, this could be something. I really have to quit. I was going to give it up for Lent, but I need to give it up and there is no sense in waiting another 10 days. I couldn't sleep last night and it occurred to me that the excessive amount of Pepsi I consumed yesterday probably had something to do with that. I had only one (24 oz.) today, and tomorrow - none. Yikes. Absolutely my last vice... unless you count cussing.
I had a nice chat tonight with the sponsee I was so upset with on Friday night. That was good. She came to some conclusions I would have harshly "suggested" to her on Friday (but for the Grace of God). It was good that they were her idea. I agreed with her and support her on good terms and it is good. It is really wonderful when someone realizes they probably ought to try moving in a new direction.
I think the right program for me right now is bed - with a novel. I have been reading such serious things for last several years. I have recently been struggling through Dostoevsky, and decided there is no crime in putting that down for a little while and to read a freaking bestseller novel. I am doing that. Not that it is "light" - the subject matter happens to be the Columbine 1999 killings - something very close to home. But it is still a novel.
I am a grateful sober woman tonight. And I only have to work 4 days next week - and then a 4 day weekend. Do you think my car can hold together till next weekend so I can trade it on a new one?