Sunday morning and I'm sitting on my porch, again!
I usually lay in bed until 11.00 am recovering from too much alcohol, feelings of guilt coursing through my veins and furtively making my way down stairs to see who I have offended and who is not happy with me. Not today though, not this Sunday morning. I feel great sitting on my beautiful porch listening to the birds sing and the beginning sounds of human activity. Today I will take another bike ride with my daughter and do a workout!
What is it about alcoholics? When we stop for even a few short days we feel so much better and actually enjoy things life has to offer us. It makes no sense that we then pick up the bottle and ruin everything. It is a life-sucking habit(or disease ).
Last night my daughter didn't ask me if I had been drinking - good times......