I can remember over 20 years ago, I would come home from school and clean my apartment on a Fri. (A Friday!) I guess I am continuing to use that skill in a new context of recovering alcoholism.
Of course I wasn't ALL alright back then, since that was the age when I would experiment with drinking alone. A little drama all to myself to obliterate a segment of time while I was lonely and missing somebody and otherwise encountering self-image problems.
And then 6 years later, I noticed I was coming home from work every night with beer. And 10 years after that, it was a routine task to make sure the replenishment was always there. Cleaning was really hard to keep up with by that point, ha ha.
Friday nights have to be about freedom now, because drinking was only a self-imposed prison.
Anyone who struggles with Fridays in particular should remember how great it is to be free of alcohol over and over again. We make of life what we put into it inside each day, Fridays included.
