I’m grateful I made to Scottsdale yesterday on my own with a car load.
I’m grateful for my coffee and now my hot tea.
I’m grateful it’s very quiet around here. Way too fucking quiet.
I’m grateful I’m certain sure I’d rather be doing my dog and cat chores while the coffee is brewing.
I’m grateful I got the day to myself.
I’m grateful I drove around town last night to finally find a curry. I’m grateful it was ok but I had fun driving around by myself looking for a place after the first place couldn’t handle me.
I’m grateful when I walk into a restaurant I can tell immediately, when what’s going on is fucked! I’m grateful I gave them the benefit of the doubt and waited 5 minutes before I left. I’m grateful I knew I should have left immediately but………
I’m grateful being alone and driving around on a hot summers night brought back great memories of when I first left the Boston area and was adventurously on my own in Austin on my first summer nights able to go and do whatever I wanted. When I wasn’t working. Something about that hot night air and walking in parking lots. And living in the moment. I’m grateful I didn’t have to get to……….anywhere/anything/anyone.
I’m grateful I miss the wife. And the poor Ol Burner is depressed. Won’t even eat his bone with peanut butter on it Not grateful he’s depressed.
I’m grateful I called my wife before I went out to dinner last night. I was miserable wanting her to call me and I know she’s too stubborn and tired of telling me she’s sorry. I’m grateful I get it. I’m grateful Friday nights low for her was even lower that Wednesday’s night low. I’m grateful I’m learning I just got to let her find her bottom. Or not I’m grateful I’m powerless.
I’m grateful I got hope in myself.
And oh yea……I’m grateful we did have a nice chat. Grateful I caved and called her. I’m grateful I never would have had such a great evening alone if I didn’t call her. I’m grateful that’s just who I am.
I’m grateful for The Recovery Show Podcast. I just love Eric when he’s a guest. And Spenser, the host, and I have so much in common. I’m grateful I’m not alone in this.
I’m grateful I’m good this morning. Sober. Hangover free. Never gets old.
I’m grateful times like this alone use to be a hall pass to drink my ass off. I’m grateful I don’t want to and even more grateful, and so fucken happy and blessed, I don’t even think about doing that anymore. I’m grateful I know I’m not cured. But if I just don’t have that first one. My life is manageable. So much more manageable.
I’m grateful y’all got my back.
Being comfortable on your own is a superpower.
Just read that somewhere