Oh, yes, these were the "good times." The times I didn't want to give up. Imagine wanting to hold on to all that "fun."
I thought it was so romantic to be a bit of a problem drinker. Interesting people had interesting problems. I never aspired to be a boring person who did everything as expected. It is certainly a good thing that was never my aspiration, because I certainly didn't disappoint myself. I pretty much screwed up everything until I got sober - and for quite a while after I got sober too actually.
My friends and I went out to a Chinese restaurant on Saturday night. I was disgusted when my fortune cookie said "you are competent, reliable, and trustworthy." My sponsor said "That is true!" Oh, I was so disappointed. I would like a fortune to say something like "you are the life of the party!" "You are the most fun person around!" But the truth today is that I am competent, reliable, and trustworthy.
I used up my lifetime supply of screwing up long ago - I think.
Thank God for the second, third, and fourth chances we get.
And that I still get to listen to Merle.