Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Fixing a Hole
This morning I got on a roll with the ridiculously bad poetry. I sent little poems for Valentines Day to all my family, sponsees, and the man. They all seemed to like them. Here is a sample:
Roses are red
brown is an otter.
If I wished for anything,
it'd be you for my daughter.
Tomorrow I shall try to go swimming before work. I have figured out a different bus to take from the bus station. I need to be at the bus station by 7:20 a.m. That doesn't sound too difficult, does it? Well, actually it does. But I will be in bed before 8 p.m. tonight, and then I will be up before 4 a.m. tomorrow and I hope to be able to do this.
My life has been one big re-evaluation since I started my new job. I can tell you that things are going to have to go, but I don't know what they are yet. Blogging is not likely to be going - but I do need to do it at a different time. My blogging at night has an entirely different spirit than my blogging in the morning. I am just not very serious, I am tired, I am not as kind. But I cannot blog and do everything else I am trying to do in the morning.
So that's all I know tonight. I have lived through another day of my life sober. I was thinking about that today. I thought about how a person might decide to wait until after VD to stop eating sugar crap. Or wait until after Easter. Or wait until after whatever. There is always something. Unfortunately, people do that with their drinking. Some don't live through it.
There is no day like today. Because truly - there is no other day.
Today is the day. Pammie says she will stay in today because that is where God lives. I think he is more than happy to help us stay sober today. Not next week, not after our vacation, after the big game, after the party or the wedding. Right now, in this day.
All I have to do right now is wash my face, brush my teeth, and go to bed. I will thank God for another "today" of sobriety.