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    THE NEXT DAY THREAD, March

    I'll wait up for Bridge. She's due home in less than an hour.:H

    I'll look out of the window and make sure they don't get upto anything at the front gate. If he tries it on, I shall throw a bucket of water over him.

    Night All

    Spam xx

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      THE NEXT DAY THREAD, March

      Son has his mind set on going ice-skating tomorrow. GCH has already bailed out - says he's got to wash the car.

      Does anyone want to be my stunt double?

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        THE NEXT DAY THREAD, March

        It still amazes me that even the legends amongst us still have drinking thinking, Mr G.
        Good on you for getting it out there. That's what we're here for. But shit man, when does this bloody alcohol just get OFF us for good ?
        It REALLY gives me the bloody irrits to see the good folk here continue to struggle and wrestle with it.

        Morning all,
        A bit dark and cloudy out there, but not in my heart and mind.........;-)

        There was no danger of having a drink then and there, Bridge, even though i was in a bar. It was just some thought's of the old lifestyle, which had it's great moment's, sure, but i have greater, and more frequent such moment's these day's off the sauce. So, in my earlier af day's, i might've gone to the bar and got a drink, and then back on the merry go round. The difference these day's, is no, i don't think or stress about drinking much at all. I'm over it, and committed to, and enjoying the af life too much. But, that doesn't mean the thought never crosses my mind. It does, on occassion, but doesn't haunt me, to answer your question. The thought's and attempted lure to my old lifestyle the other night, where interesting, and a good reminder to me to keep the ol toolbox handy. But it wasn't nailbitingly stressful, or a case of whiteknuckling et al. I'm way past that point, as we tend to be, after getting a few consistent af months under our belt.
        My point is.....We must alway's be vigilant, and put the work in on our thinking, and attitude to life, and what we want for ourselves, (then go and get it) but i'm here to say, it DOES get a hell of a lot easier. Time and attitude eventually diminish our drinking thinking, to where for me, it's not a battle, just a part of me, and who i am, that i'll never forget. I'm not haunted by it all, and that, would be a worry. So, enjoy the journey folk's! There is gold not only at the end of that there rainbow, but on the path toward it, right from day 1.

        A maaarvellous day to all malakas.

        'I am part of all that I have met, yet all experience is an arch wherethro', gleams that untravelled world whose margins fade, forever and forever when I move'

        Zen soul Warrior. Freedom today-

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          THE NEXT DAY THREAD, March

          Thanks, Mr.G. It's good to here how the "olbies" are getting on in the real world.

          Can I ask how long you have all been AF?

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            THE NEXT DAY THREAD, March

            Well, I'm afraid I broke curfew last night. Am I grounded ?
            Bit of a peculiar, stilted date. A bit of nervousness on both sides. And surrounded by people who were ya-hooing and dropping Zambucca shots like Smartys.
            What a pleasure it is to drive myself there, and more importantly HOME safely, and when it suits me.
            Anyway, then I had a horrendous but significant dream, which I won't bore you all with the details of. Long story short, it was a little message from my subconcious telling me that it's time to get on my frigging bike, and start making some stuff happen around here.

            I'm so glad it gets better Mr G. I'm just imagining this life where we all get blindsided by it just when things are looking up.
            Now let's clear this up mate. Is your girl's name litterally Eva ?
            We'll give her a couple more days, and then devise a cunning but well crafted stalking regime. OK ?
            OK. My master plan starts right now, so I'm heeding mother Froglet's advice and getting my arse OFF this computer.
            Sorry you had to wait up for me mother Spam. I covered you over with the throw rug, and wiped the dribble off your chin with a tissue.
            If your 8 year old self met you, would they be proud?
            Rejoined life 20/5/19

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              THE NEXT DAY THREAD, March

              Glad you got home safe Bridge! And we shall look forward to seeing things happening! (what sort of things are we talking about here??!!)

              Mr G - I have to say I took great comfort from your initial comment. When I am feeling the urge/tested/grumpy/whatever, I have a tendency to think "well, it ok for those people who find it easy and/or who are used to knowing how to deal with it all". It was a reminder that there are lots of other people out there who understand what this is like and that yes, it does take a bit of work. This weekend has been a really good time for me in terms of getting my thinking back on track, and some action back in my life ...... I have been out and about with Tigger doing all sorts of things! Normally when Mr B isn't here I hang around the house a bit, which is when I think wine. This weekend I've been out and been for lots of walks and read my book in lots of cafes and done a few other favourite recreational activities as well. And now I'm exhausted and going to have a nana nap!!
              Never give up, for that is just the place and time that the tide will turn

              Harriet Beecher Stowe

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                THE NEXT DAY THREAD, March

                Too late for the stunt double. Ice skating was going OK until they changed from Anti Clockwise to clockwise.

                I now have a huge, swollen, bruised knee.

                'twas a good couple of hours though.

                Spam xx

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                  THE NEXT DAY THREAD, March

                  I have been staying away because thoughts of wine have been haunting me for days. I'm two days off my 80 day record, so I don't want to blow it now. I've been going for lots of walks on the beach and drives along the coast to keep me occupied. Hasn't exactly been beach weather with the cyclone creating havoc, but it's still warm anyway. Things are easing off now.

                  Happy belated birthday Ronnie.

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                    THE NEXT DAY THREAD, March

                    more grate poetry
                    It's Not Perfect
                    Danielle Dewitt
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                    Floating in the air.
                    I miss them.
                    I miss them in that way.
                    The way in which I still have the hope that we may be together someday.

                    The streets are not filled with houses.
                    No.
                    My street has lanterns.
                    I light them at night. Takes about an hour.
                    The night isn't dark here.

                    I can feel them, see them.

                    I'm no more than a gust of wind.

                    Sometimes.
                    They feel me.
                    Going crazy.
                    But they ignore and turn away.

                    I long to talk to them.
                    I can't.
                    I'm gone. Floating.
                    It's okay.

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                      THE NEXT DAY THREAD, March

                      Love this one more bad poetry
                      Walleye eludes me.

                      Slimy catfish, full of industrial toxins, jump at my lures.
                      Sucker carp, all bulding doleful eyes and slate brick scales, raise their fins to beg,
                      "Catch me! Catch me!"
                      A bluegill volunteers itself. Surrenders to my will.
                      But my heart is not satisfied.
                      Walleye eludes me.

                      Why, oh why did I pay ten dollars
                      to register for the Freeland Walleye Festival Fishing Tournament?
                      Why, oh why did it rain all day that Friday?
                      Why, oh why did my nightcrawlers overheat in the car window,
                      congealing into a mass of gray flesh,
                      taunting me with their lifeless forms,
                      laughing from their Purgatory of worms?
                      Walleye eludes me.

                      My wife says, "Curse the walleye and die!"
                      But I've spent too much already.
                      The license
                      The rod and reel
                      The tackle and the box to hold it
                      The really, really big boat
                      I must fight on. I must endure. I must be victorious. I must.

                      Others pass by on the right and on the left.
                      They hoist their larder high, rubbing it in my face.
                      "They're biting tonight!" they shout.
                      "You can catch 'em in your hands!" they scream.
                      "My two-year-old caught a ten pounder!" one particularly large round specimen brags.
                      I fantasize about big hooks and poles
                      Big stinky fishermen being landed with big nets,
                      De-scaled, gutted, coated with corn meal and friend delicately.

                      Walleye eludes me.

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                        THE NEXT DAY THREAD, March

                        Pan_;825552 wrote: I have been staying away because thoughts of wine have been haunting me for days. I'm two days off my 80 day record, so I don't want to blow it now. I've been going for lots of walks on the beach and drives along the coast to keep me occupied. Hasn't exactly been beach weather with the cyclone creating havoc, but it's still warm anyway. Things are easing off now.

                        Happy belated birthday Ronnie.
                        :l Pan. 80 days in 2 days time - wow! Make sure you come back for us celebrating your success!!

                        and in 3 days time for your 81st day!!
                        Never give up, for that is just the place and time that the tide will turn

                        Harriet Beecher Stowe

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                          THE NEXT DAY THREAD, March

                          Reggie,

                          There was just a big poem there...

                          I rushed upstairs to get my copy of Hitch-hikers Guide to the Galaxy, so I could quote the part where Arthur says of the Vogon poetry "Actually, I quite liked it."

                          And then it was gorn....

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                            THE NEXT DAY THREAD, March

                            Hey Pan,

                            Don't stay away. Come back and hang out whether you're 80 days or 800. I'm not even on 8 consequetive days yet.

                            Spam xx

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                              THE NEXT DAY THREAD, March

                              Evening all,
                              Hi Pan! This is an amazing acheivement friend. Great stuff! And sometimes we need a plan and a firm direction for ourselves. A vision, and a way to get there, starting now. Do you have a vision for yourself and where you want to be, and how to get there? Sorry, i might be on the wrong track, but just throwing some thought's out there. Take care.......

                              Bridgos, did you not drink last night? None of my bees wax of course, but your post infer's it, so you're a feckin legend! This woman's name isn't Eva, it's....what EVA.....;-) No, not her real name. It's Lady Gaga. No contact as yet, and that's cool. No big deal, no worries, couldn't really care less now, and i still got my guitar, baby. (Geez, i sound like a teenager wiv the 'ump')

                              Spamos, to answer your question, i'm about 17 mths af.

                              A grand evening to all malakas.

                              'I am part of all that I have met, yet all experience is an arch wherethro', gleams that untravelled world whose margins fade, forever and forever when I move'

                              Zen soul Warrior. Freedom today-

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                                THE NEXT DAY THREAD, March

                                USELESS INFORMATION:
                                A snail can sleep for 3 years.

                                Good luck and fish hard,
                                Jarrod, Bob, Paul, Jet, Cristy, Scott, Adam, Mitch, Hans, John, Aaron, Neil, Gary, Peter, Mark, Dave, Chris, Ray and Rentlo.

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