Day 158 – Podcasts and happy places

September 21st, 2018

I’ve been trying to find a good podcast. One of the (many) perks about sobriety is that you get to really know yourself again. There was a time, no matter how long ago, that drinking, and thoughts about drinking, didn’t take up significant space in your brain. I am only now realizing that I don’t really know what I like to do. Like, for fun. I don’t really have time for a full on hobby or anything like that and since time is limited I have to choose things that are interuptable and that I can enjoy when I have a minute here or there. It’s actually taken a bit to get this far, as silly as that seems. Here are a few things that I have discovered and since I am talking about things I like, I’m going to put this in list form, because I LOVE me a good list.

  1. I really enjoy being productive
  2. I love to read
  3. I really enjoy writing
  4. I like to have my headphones in listening to NPR or music and now, podcasts!
  5. I love to learn and take in new information
  6. I like to think and brainstorm
  7. I like, no, NEED alone time
  8. There is absolutely nothing like a hot bath but a long, hot shower will do and this may count as a separate thing but, oh my word, you can’t have enough candles!
  9. Magazines. Yes, there’s Pintrest but nothing gets my 12 year old self as excited as a new, glossy, magazine. I’m shrieking inside just thinking about it! Eeee!
  10. I love being inspired and finding inspiration

Yes, you read that right. The first thing on my “fun” list is that I enjoy being productive. I’ve stopped fighting it. I can head into workaholic territory very easily. One of the things that I thought I enjoyed about drinking is that I thought it relaxed me. I have a very hard time relaxing or just doing things for fun really and I’m seriously working on that. Not to say that I’m overly serious and don’t enjoy a good time. On the contrary, I can be a bit too silly sometimes and then people don’t get my humor and its weird. But I digress. When I feel that I am not accomplishing something, I can get a little cranky. To be more specific, I get frustrated. I think in the past I’ve confused that feeling of frustration as a craving. Emotions can be tricky to pin down. We also don’t all like the same things. I know, earth shattering! For me, that concept actually is. I spent my down time and days off, “relaxing” with alcohol, loosing coordination and my functionality dwindling as fast as the hours went by, for a long time. When I look at my list now, even if I had just been sitting on the couch watching tv, stone cold sober, it still would’ve been a terrible fit. Rather than doing what I think I should be doing, I’m doing more of what makes me happy. I took a moment to define what it is that I truly enjoy and now I am making sure that there is more of that in my life. When I took the online course to help stop drinking, (have I mentioned that yet?), one of the things that is mentioned in an exercise is to think back to what you liked to do when you were little. I didn’t think much about it at the time but after looking at my list, it’s still pretty much all of the same things. So simple, but thinking about what puts me in my happy place has been, well, fun and kind of relaxing.domoreofwhatmakesyouhappy

Day 157 -Bad Day

September 20th, 2018

At the end of the day, no matter how bad the day feels, I am always grateful that I am on this journey of sobriety. It is so wonderful to feel clear headed. With that being said, there is nothing I’d like better right now than an ice cold beer. Oh, who am I kidding? A freaking case would work nicely.

But I won’t. I won’t because I know that it’s not going to actually make anything any better, that I would be terribly disappointed in myself and, if nothing else, I just can’t go back to hangovers. So the pity party will have to continue sans alcohol.

I don’t know why I’m feeling this way exactly but I guess that happens sometimes. Lots of little things adding up. So it’s a nice hot shower, carb free aromatherapy and early to bed for me.

Writing the title makes me think of the Lisa Loeb song, Bad Day. Does anyone remember that song? I’m pretty sure that’s the name of the song but I am terrible about song names so please correct me if I’m wrong.

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Day 150

I told myself that I would start writing about my experiences once I hit 150 days AF (alcohol free). Of course I forgot my computer at work and my phone is at 20% but here I am typing in my notes. Come to think of it, I actually forgot until a few moments ago to check to see if this was Day 150. And that, my friends, is a blessing all on its own. The gratitude I feel in this moment, to not be counting the minutes, hours or days, is a freedom I have not known in close to 15 years, although not always in obvious ways, even to me. I’m very much looking forward to sharing this journey but it’s been a long day and I’m due for some much needed TV time. I can’t say this is a stellar first entry but I said I was going to start writing on Day 150. And so I did. Sobriety has a funny way of making things like that happen.