Normally I would spend Sunday in front of the TV or on the computer swilling either wine or beer or both. I worked hard yesterday though. I'm still tired and sore, but what a cool day. I keep looking at these pics because I'm seeing it metaphorically as me drunk and me sober.
My poor old, battered floor Sunday morning:
The way it looks now:
I still have to finish up the trim and moldings, but I am hoping that the same sort of transformation happens to my life in sobriety. Day 3 was a very good day.
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