So many changes...

See Denver's skyline out there? It's right smack dab in the middle...

I'm sitting here in my pajamas - nothing new there.  But in 2 weeks, I will need to be on a bus by this time.  Like 20 minutes ago.  The blogging in the morning is going to have to go - I will have to blog at night.  I will also not be able to bring my breakfast to work to eat at my desk - too much to carry and I will be in a much more formal environment where eating 2 meals a day at my desk may not be considered awesome.  Besides, I don't want to carry all that crap on the bus.  I will need to dress nice every day.  I need to buy some nice flat shoes.  Shock!  Horror!  I simply cannot wear high heels anymore.  Or more to the point, I have a choice, do I want to be a fit person with healthy feet  - or do I want to wear high heels?  

I will need to be much more organized.  My work day is going to be longer because of the commute.  I will not be able to go to the 6:30 a.m. meeting anymore.  But I haven't been going there much anyway.  I will not miss it, I hate to say.  It has become a group therapy session where the message of recovery from alcoholism using the program of Alcoholics Anonymous is not much welcomed.  It will be wonderful to find new meetings to attend.  

I am thrilled about the prospect of my life changing so dramatically.  Yesterday I audited some charts, and as I put the last chart back in the rack, I said "That was my last chart audit!!!!"  I thought I might feel sad about that, but I am not - I am delighted!  Today I will chair one of my committees for the last time, and I am happy about that.  I have chaired this committee for maybe 12 years?  That is LONG ENOUGH!  

They are having a party for me (which makes me very very happy, because they don't do this for everyone who leaves), and the guy who was making up the flyer for it asked me if I approved.  It was so cute!  It had a flower border and running shoes, a bike helmet, and a swimmer for decoration.  

Imagine a drunk being automatically thought of as a flower-loving triathlete!  Those people never knew me as an obnoxious drunk.  They only know me as a church-goin', flower-lovin', runnin', bikin', and swimmin' girl - who also knits.  (he said he couldn't find a picture of knitting to put on the flyer.)  

I am so freaking excited!!!

By the Grace of God, I have had a life beyond my wildest dreams since that day in 1984 when, in a bathroom of an AA clubhouse, with a couple of other crazy women, we knelt (on a dirty floor) and said:

"God, I offer myself to Thee -- to build with me and do with me as Thou wilt.  Relieve me of the bondage of self that I may better do Thy will.  Take away my difficulties that victory over them may bear witness to those I would help of Thy Power, Thy Love, and Thy Way of life.  May I do Thy will always!"  -- Alcoholics Anonymous, p. 63