Good morning.
I wish I could give some of my sleep to those of you that need it. I get plenty and I'm really grateful that I do. When I was drinking most days, I'd get knocked out by the booze and be like a zombie for weeks it seemed. Horrible.....
I'm off to see my alcohol counsellor this morning. I haven't been for weeks and she likes to keep tabs on me. We always have a nice chat. I keep telling her about this place but she's never heard of it and I don't think she's understood what a great help it is for me.
I've got a work's day out on Saturday. A game of snooker, then off to the pub for the rest of the day. I'll maybe spend an hour or so in the pub (lemonade and lime of course) before I leave them to it. There's a guy want to meet me and start drinking at 10 in the morning and get a few down his neck before the snooker at 3 in the afternoon. I don't reckon he'll see too much of Saturday night. Back in the day, I'd have been all for it, but not any more. The funny thing is, I know that I won't drink in a pub; I find it easy just to join in the fun without the slightest of cravings, yet there are times when I'll be sitting in the house and it just hits me. Less and less these days, but I do need to stay vigilant. I've got the bugger on his knees and he's damned well NOT getting back up.
Also, I decided to join a gym. It's expensive, but I'd get my money's worth. I had a very physical job for years and this ones not so and I can feel myself getting soft.
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