Bullet dodging and gratitude
Its a cold and its a broken hallelujah.
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Bullet dodging and gratitude
The more sober days I log, the more I can't believe how precariously I was living this life.
I mean, who needs sky diving and rock climbing when you have the omnipresent constant looming danger of dying from ingesting a toxic and caustic substance daily ?
Couple that with the Russian roulette games we play when our inhibitions fly out the window as we partake in various activities such as drunk driving and pathetically poor decision making.
Hell, hanging curtains was like knife throwing around my house because I was bombed on a ladder.
Add chain smoking too to that loaded gun and it's a serious wonder how I didn't just stroke out, have a heart attack or blow out my pancreas.
I did EVERYTHING drunk. From bathing my babies to chopping wood. Every picture in my house is crooked because they were all hung while I was sauced. The day after the Christmas tree was put up was always interesting. It was a crap shoot as to whether or not it would make through the Season still standing.
I know the booze did a number on my brain. Neurologically I'm kinda toast. But it's slowly getting better. It's mind boggling to me that I'm not in worse shape.
I'm just so damn grateful to be sober.
I mean, who needs sky diving and rock climbing when you have the omnipresent constant looming danger of dying from ingesting a toxic and caustic substance daily ?
Couple that with the Russian roulette games we play when our inhibitions fly out the window as we partake in various activities such as drunk driving and pathetically poor decision making.
Hell, hanging curtains was like knife throwing around my house because I was bombed on a ladder.
Add chain smoking too to that loaded gun and it's a serious wonder how I didn't just stroke out, have a heart attack or blow out my pancreas.
I did EVERYTHING drunk. From bathing my babies to chopping wood. Every picture in my house is crooked because they were all hung while I was sauced. The day after the Christmas tree was put up was always interesting. It was a crap shoot as to whether or not it would make through the Season still standing.
I know the booze did a number on my brain. Neurologically I'm kinda toast. But it's slowly getting better. It's mind boggling to me that I'm not in worse shape.
I'm just so damn grateful to be sober.
Its a cold and its a broken hallelujah.
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Originally Posted by jaynie04 
AO.....I think you have at least a book in you, if not a Sunday night HBO special.
LMAO at you dressing windows while under the influence.
Who needs Breaking Bad when we could have Hanging Rod?
LMAO at you dressing windows while under the influence.
Who needs Breaking Bad when we could have Hanging Rod?
Like if Martha Stewart and Julia Child and Drunk Uncle and Liza Minelli had a baby.
That's me.
I like to sing show tunes when I decorate.
What ? Like you don't.
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I know the words to most Neil Diamond and Barry Manilow songs, I have used the words window and treatments together on purpose more than once, there you happy? How the hell did my son become a Marine?
Love the attitude of your recent posts btw, goodonya
Love the attitude of your recent posts btw, goodonya
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