Ratting out my addictive voice
My addictive voice was pretty vocal today, thinking about my upcoming vacation in two weeks, as well as a fundraiser I need to attend next week. It's trying to convince me to stop taking Antabuse (I take Antabuse on the "pray for help, but row like hell" theory of recovery) and let myself drink for those events. So I'm ratting it out here.
I know I'm supposed to take things one day at a time but the little bastard likes to look ahead to possible mischief. In any event, I'm going to keep taking the damn pill at least until after the vacation.
Today I am grateful for:
another morning without a hangover
some interesting things to do at work
the vegetarian meal I made tonight and the brownie I followed it up with
my husband taking my thirteen year old shopping for clothes tonight
the beautiful weather we had in MA today
that tomorrow's Friday