I woke up this morning and put a big smile on my face and told myself "its gonna be a great day!" (someone's suggestion). It worked out pretty well yesterday. As I ventured out of my room, I discovered that one of my roommates had done something to intentionally **** me off (again) and it worked! I just don't get it...I really don't. WHY would someone who is living in this house to work on their own recovery find such pleasure in messing with me!?! and no, it is not my imagination. GRRR!
I decided to go outside and shovel snow and then I will make my way over to the noon women's meeting in a bit. I just read the BB thing about "Acceptance". I still feel a knot in my stomach, but I am trying to do the next right things...