Good morning on a Saturday! Taking a few minutes to appreciate waking up without a hangover. Without a head that's pounding and dry cotton mouth. And the dreaded nausea that's like a wave that comes and goes, but mostly stays in the early morning hours. And the violent wretching in the toilet that isn't just once and done, but lasts all morning. Yes, that was me! It's not anymore. Woke up to find my cute dog next to me and hiding under the covers. He tried to get out by himself and couldn't get the covers completely off of him and then sat there cutely like a little ghost with a sheet over him. Oh he's so cute. I freed him from the sheet and he seemed happy about that. These are the good morning sober moments that wouldn't be possible if drinking.
I've got a very busy day today and trying to decide on a plan of action. First, coffee and walk the dog. Then plan the day. Life is good.