1.)waking up at 11am wondering how much money I have left in my wallet and I wonder how many shots/beeeeeerzzzz I actually had
2.)rolling out of bed to head to the bathroom, barely being able to lift my head from the pounding of a hangover.
3. Imagining what type of food actually tastes good this morning and will help me get through this hangover better. When in reality all I want is water
4. It’s bright as hell outside and gorgeous, but I’m staying in my bed
5. Why do I even do this again? And what was the point?
My Sunday mornings now:
1.) Wow what a gorgeous day it is, I have to finish some yard work so let’s head outside and get some things done.
2.) I bet the golf course is packed today, but then again I wonder if id be able to sneak in a quick 9 holes
3. I bought some cantaloupe last night, I better go cut that up
4. That’s right LeBron plays at 1, I should probably watch that while having a healthy lunch.
5. I should make a pot of coffee and relax in the hammock, that sounds nice.
AND IT’S ONLY NOON!
I could go on and on and on. What a life this sobriety life has become. I live life completely differently than all people I know (and I’m sure you do as well if you are sober). I wouldn’t trade this for anything. Everyday’s blessings are more apparent than ever. Sunday fundays has a new meaning and I love it!
Woke up at 6am
Went on a run
Cleaned car
Went home and showered
Omw to beach… normally I would take a bottle of something and a mixer.
Today I am taking fruitpunch and lemonade concoction… I decided I wont taste it until I get some surfing out of ny way.
No doubt. I get up normally, not just coming to. I get so much done everyday. I’ve been hiking and day camping a lot lately, walking the dog. I love the energy. My appetite rocks, and I crave healthier foods. I’m having a smoothie after work, It used to be 6-8 heinekins, then a couple in the morning, hair of the dog. Hair of the dog rarely motivates, and does a number on the head, body and stomach lol.
Cell phone games for an hour, then got ready for brunch. Looked great, makeup was on point, felt great.
Went to brunch with friends and was pleasantly surprised to be joined by a friend I rarely see who came with her adorable young well behaved kids. Didn’t have to worry that I was in bad shape in front of the kids.
Went on a long drive with the BF, stopping along the way for some shopping. Back home to put the clean sheets on the bed, cook dinner, TV night together, then peaceful sleep.
What a change from 1) drag out of bed at 11 and throw something on 2) go for bloodies and switch to cocktails 3) home to pass out while the sun is still up.