Picking up an extra shift at the senior center today. I am glad. I haven't left the hours since Bob's funeral Monday. I need to get on with it, and get off my pity pot. Yes, he died, but he was 91 and was ready to go. In fact if you ask most of the seniors at the center in their upper 80's and 90's, they are tired of hurting. They want to go "home", they have made their peace. It will be hard to see Bob's empty chair but I'm ready to face that.
On another subject, 10 days sober. I feel ok
Tired of seeing everyone in TV drinking. I think I'm coming to terms that I just can't have one or 12. I had an urge last night, had ice cream instead. The urge left. I gave that urge a lot of thought, like why do I want one, how would I feel, do I really want to detox again, do I want to throw out 9 days. Ok none of that reflection helped, but the ice cream did.
. Talk to you after work. Blessings. Pam.