Monday, February 27, 2012

Pho Sure

pho fo' one
Today I had a victory that changed my perspective a tad.  I taught myself how to do conditional formatting in excel.  Probably not a big deal, but it was nice to know that I am not hopeless.  I was beginning to wonder.

I met a woman from my alma mater's alumni relations this morning and we had a cup of coffee.  She asked me how I got into my career.  I told her I would love to tell her and asked her if she had a minute.  She and I had such a pleasant hour in a downtown Starbucks.  It was nice to be with someone who I could just tell my story to and not need to feel ignorant about anything.

My lunch appointment did not show up, so I headed over to the pho restaurant I have been wanting to try.  She called later in the afternoon, very apologetic.  I can relate to forgetting things I really don't want to forget.  We will have lunch next week.

I was in an utter panic this morning.  I talked to my boss when I got to work.  She reassured me.  As I was talking with her, I thought about something in the big book:  "have we kept something to ourselves  which should be discussed with another person at once?"  -- Alcoholics Anonymous, p. 86.  That used to puzzle me when I was new, but I have found over the years that this can be big things and small things - I can tend to sit and perseverate on them, when they could easily be resolved by getting them out in the open.

So, I will hit my bed now, thanking God for another sober day.  And for a sober way of life that makes things infinitely more tolerable.

7 comments:

Syd said...

That pho looks good. Anything Asian is food that I love.

Patty said...

Ditto what Syd said about the pho. Good night friend!

Mrs D said...

I tend to internalize things which maybe I shouldn't. I've withdrawn from a friend lately just because there's a few things going on that I don't want to discuss with her. Is that bad? I know she can tell something's up. Maybe I should share. But then again some things are private or just for me and my family. I don't think they can be resolved by sharing them with her. But is that being a bad friend?

Mary LA said...

Love that pho!

Until I sobered up, I never shared my writing drafts with anyone because I was too afraid of criticism. Now I do it all the time and it has made a world of difference and helped me publish and take more risks. We all need to share more.

Pammie said...

YAHOO..learning something new in a computer program is huge!!

dAAve said...

persevate.
New word for me.

SoberMomRocks said...

New word for me too dAAve so I googled it.

per·sev·er·ate [per-sev-uh-reyt] verb (used without object), -at·ed, -at·ing.
to repeat something insistently or redundantly: to perseverate in reminding children of their responsibilities.

Cool.