Day 3
Yesterday I was the best mom that I could be. Set up the sprinkler for the kids, had them out front with their friends, made them dinner, read them stories, helped with homework, gave them a shower, and snuggled with them while we watched 'just one more show on tv.' Sipped water and finished a book and the rest of the second season of The Walking Dead. Odd how I can finally remember all the characters' names after two days of watching the show sober but couldn't during all of season 1 and the first 8 episodes of season 2. <sigh>
Today I have an appointment with my counselor. We've got a detailed action plan that we are going to start working through, and I'm looking forward to moving through - and getting over - some of the sludge in my head.
Day 3 is usually a struggle, as I'm usually starting to feel better (and forgetful). Thanks, but no thanks. It's nice to be tired from enjoying things instead of from being sick and hungover.