I can't handle Walmart at all.
Maybe it's cuz I'm a man, but as soon as I enter the store my stress level flies right off the charts.
When I used to take Mrs. Hooped there (she loves it), I would wait out in the parking lot in the car drinking a beer and listening to music.
There were plenty of people walking by with red shirts and purple pants on too.
4 months today!
Life is good.
Although living alone has it's lonely moments, I'm grateful to be sober and healthy again and it's up to me to make every day count.
Take care folks!