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.