May 16, 2013 (this day)

IMG_0415I’m having a busy week.

Tuesday I took the day off to apply for a passport and clean the house.  I have an “invisible” friend visiting this coming weekend.  Someone I’ve known for years through message boards but never met.  I have online relationships with many people.  They have nothing to do with AA or recovery, though the people know that’s important part of my life.  I like relating to people through writing, I think, is why it appeals to me and why I keep it going for so long.  It is a bit nerve-wracking to actually meet these people.  More so because she’ll be staying at my house for two nights.  Though I have many online relationships, I’ve only met a total of I think five people, and Carole is one.  So I’m spending more time than usual cleaning.  This is how we do it.  It would be better if I was retired, I truly think so.  But for now we have to clean especially for visitors.  We should have more people over while it’s not good, but better than usual.

We went to a meeting a bit out-of-the-way on Tuesday, just because I like to do that.  We did run into some people we know because we didn’t go that far away, but most of the people there were strangers.  I have a pet peeve and I’ll record it right here right now.  If you’re going to talk to a room full of people, and if you expect them to listen, please, speak up!  It doesn’t matter how brilliant something is if I can’t hear it!!  And, for the record, we read the part of the Big Book about resentments being futile and fatal.  So there!

May 5, 2013 (this day)

IMG_0274I’ve been sick.  I really think I just got a massive allergy overdose, but if that’s it, I haven’t been this sick from allergies ever.  I went down hill all week, losing my voice by the end of the day Thursday and Friday, having a cough and feeling awful.  I haven’t left the house since I got home from work Friday and I don’t plan to until I go to work tomorrow.  That is truly luxurious, something I appreciate immensely.  I know many people who feel like they must get out, but I don’t feel that way at all.  This is not much of a problem (except maybe when my “what’s next?” wife has a problem with it) since I work Monday through Friday, about 25 miles away from where I live.  I could see it getting bad if I really didn’t have to go anywhere.  But that’s not happening any time soon.

We actually have a plan, and tickets, to see Pippin on Broadway.  It was the first play I saw on Broadway (I think, and my mother isn’t helping me figure it out) when I was 12, so around 1974.  Carole and I took the kids to a farm-theater production of it many years ago, and the kids are going with us this time.  It’s a very long distance for all of us, so lots of time and money.  But my daughter said she’d go without us if we didn’t go and honestly, it seems like it might fun.  Expensive fun.  I keep reminding myself to appreciate the times when the kids, now aged 27 and 25, will still do things with us, just the four of us, because inevitably that arrangement won’t last forever.  It does seem to go on and on, though, and I truly treasure it.  By the time I was their ages, I had them.  They are doing much better than I was.

May 1st I marked 29 years sober.  I think I lost my ability to comprehend these numbers somewhere after 25.  Like, if you’re a billionaire, does it matter if you have 29 billion dollars, or 30?  These years are more precious than billions of dollars.

I haven’t been sick more than briefly in years.  I’m going to appreciate my good health as soon as it gets back here.  I promise that I will.  Right now I’m grateful that what I have is not serious and not permanent.  Very grateful.  That is the attitude I have today.

April 23, 2013 (this day)

IMG_0186A few days ago, Carole marked 17 years sober.  A few days from now, I will mark 29 unless something very drastic happens.

It’s completely amazing and incomprehensible, good beyond belief even though I’ve lived it one day at a time.

We had the privilege of trying to help someone sober up the other day.  This is someone we’ve known for years, and have tried to help for years.  She’s had periods of sobriety followed by not.

She spent part of that night on our couch, and it reminded me so strongly of one of my more colorful drunken escapades (story here).  Yet after I almost died, could have died, should have died, I drank again.  I so hope that our friend does not.  Anniversary time makes me reflective and grateful and incredulous.

April 13, 2013 (this day)

IMG_0143Still not too much going on.  Today would have been my father’s birthday.  I’m not sure how old he would be.  He died in 1968, at the age of 33, from alcoholism.  I don’t go on about it much in real life, but this is my AA blog, and that is one of the most important happenings of my AA story.  He didn’t know me beyond 1st grade, he didn’t know my children at all.  He doesn’t know that his sister may be trying to do me out of my inheritance from his father.  He doesn’t know that his sad story may have been the pivotal point in my happy one.  I thought, growing up, that alcoholics died young, ugly deaths.  Many of them do.  I probably would have.  He did.

But I didn’t.  It’s too late now for me to die young!  Instead I’ll mark 29 years without a drink on May 1, God willing and the creek don’t rise.  My sobriety is not bullet proof.  I’ve been watching The Walking Dead, just a few episodes a year.  We just saw the one where Hershel goes back to drinking and I have to say that in the zombie apocalypse, I might also.  Since that hasn’t happened, I’ll go on.

I’ve had really really really good changes at work.  Really good.  The past few years have been good and getting better.  Mostly I think due to the person who is presently my boss.  I’m enjoying it.  It makes the hard times easier and I’m really optimistic for the whole thing.  It’s nice.

Tonight I’ll go to a meeting I hope to go tomorrow also.  Then on to another week of work and it’s ordinary and it’s good.

April 3, 2013 (this day and search terms that brought you here)

Not much is going on for me right now.  I’m going to work and coming home, going to meetings, going to the doctor and the dentist.  Our weather is still frigid with frequent snow but warmer temps are forecast.  We are planning to have our bathroom redone and planning a trip to Vermont in July, including the place where Bill Wilson grew up.  I did go to a meeting last week where we read Tradition Three.  That was interesting, since as I understand it, the man with the “worse addiction” was gay.  How awesome to read that he was welcomed into AA, and that 75 short years later the Supreme Court would be hearing arguments for legalizing gay marriage.  My attendance at that meeting, or membership in AA has never been questioned by anyone because I’m gay.

On to some search terms that brought readers here:

  • what does humbly asked him to remove our shortcomings mean  It means that after doing a moral inventory, and identifying character defects, we become ready to have them removed and then actually ask our Higher Power to do so.  To me this means doing the work and suffering through the experience of giving up my bad habits, and using the wisdom that’s out there in other people and other resources because I can’t or won’t or don’t do it on my own.
  • restraint of pen and tongue  One of my favorites!  Sleep on it.  Don’t react.  Take time and think and talk to other people and then respond.
  • how to find a higher power  Look for one.  Acknowledge that you are not the most potent force in the universe.  Any group of people in AA is a power greater than you.  They have solved their problem with alcohol.  They have wisdom and experience beyond what you can ever hope to have.  Look into religions that appeal to you.  Read about spiritual experiences.  Ask other people how they did it.  Be open and even just a little bit willing.
  • why is people pleasing a defect of character  Because it’s dishonest and self-serving.  It’s like trying to trick someone into liking you.  It’s all about you and your desire to be liked, not about the needs of the situation.

And finally

  • do women 13th step me in aa  I don’t know, do they?  I hope not, and shame on them if they do.  But hey, that’s a terrible thing, taking advantage of a newcomer.  As much as women should not do this, newcomers also have to be aware and look out for themselves.  AA is not a safe place.  It just isn’t.

March 22, 2013 (this day)

IMG_0100I spend a lot of time waiting outside of Starbucks on the way to a meeting.  Most of the meetings I go to, I go with Carole.  Most, but not all, and I’m glad I had such a long sober history before I met her.  It’s easy for me to depend on other people to be the friendly half of whatever couple I’m part of.

One night this week I did go to a meeting without her.  It was a discussion meeting, and the topic was “how do you maintain your spiritual condition?”  That was three days ago and my head is still spinning a bit.  There were the usual answers, but there was one guy changed the tone of the meeting and I’m just glad I’m not a newcomer hearing that stuff.

He let us know that he’s been sober a very long time.  Then he outlined what he does on a daily basis and it is quite a list.  I know this guy, and I know that he has a job.  I think it might actually be a rather involved job, which makes what he said more noteworthy to me.  I don’t know his relationship status.

Every day after he gets up he prays on his knees.  He then reads about 40 pages in the Big Book, two sections of about 20 pages each.  He then reads something religious.  Then he goes to work, and from work he makes either a 10 am or 12 noon meeting, then goes back to work.  At night he makes another meeting for a total of two meetings a day.  Before bed he does a Tenth Step inventory, then prays on his knees again.

Someone commented after he had talked, “You must have been really sick to need to do all that.”  And of course he was really sick.  I understand.  I was really, really sick and I don’t think I would have lived much longer if I had continued to drink.  Deathly, terminally sick I was.

And if someone needs to do all that, I wouldn’t really call it a terrible life.  I mean, I love AA, and I don’t mind going to meetings and reading the books over and over.  If I was going to drink unless I did all that, I would do all that, and still call it a good life.  Many people will say that when they began AA, they needed to do all that, or they would drink.

But I wonder about the example it sets for new people who may be overwhelmed by thinking all that will be required twenty years down the road of happy destiny.  There is so much I want to do every day, and much of it has nothing to do with AA, except that AA has enabled me to do it, and do it happily, and do it well (or better than I would have without AA).  My list of things to do includes writing here, cleaning the house, reading non-AA books (reading Gone Girl right now, which I’m sure has no redeeming value), exercise and walking the dog.  I have work from work that I need to do at home (because I want to), I’m still working on my NaNoWriMo book all year long.  I’m still struggling to learn to knit and crochet and play the guitar.  There are people I want to spend time with.  Today it’s my wife and my daughter and my daughter’s friend – two chemistry scientists who are visiting us because of a concert they traveled here to see.  A really nice life made possible by Alcoholics Anonymous.

Another guy talked at that meeting about doing a similar amount of AA stuff every day, but he is retired.  I picture that I will spend more time on AA-related activities if I’m fortunate enough to retire one day.  I’ll do it because I like it, and I owe it, and I want it to flourish, and I’m grateful, and it’s a joy.  I don’t begrudge all that activity to anyone who needs it, or wants it.  I hesitate to even put this out there, because I would not want to stop anyone from doing anything AA-related, ever.  Just in relaying my experience, though, I will say that for me and me only, AA is the most important piece of a very full life.

March 12, 2013 (this day)

IMG_0084I’m trying to write, and the extremely fluffy black cat is twirling around my keyboard purring.  The dog is on high alert, hoping I’ll make a move for the door, which might mean a snack is coming.

Our snow is almost all gone, but after a few days of really nice weather, it’s gotten cold again.  I’m really busy at work, and people from work are emailing even now, but it’s a good kind of busy.  Carole’s on her way home soon after being away.

I wrote before about a woman I work with being on work release.  I told her I’m in the program, and I asked her if she had a Big Book.  She didn’t, so I got her one along with a stack of Grapevines for the place she has to live right now.  She went waving the book down the hallway, full of people, thanking me.

Through the years I’ve told a few people I work with that I’m in the program.  My work partner Irene is the only one there now who knows.  Unless this new gal has spread the word, advertently in inadvertently.  And apparently advertently isn’t a word.

I’m OK with that.  I was trying to explain it to Carole recently.  Because in my drinking history, I often lied about it when I messed up spectacularly, saying my medication was off, someone slipped me something.  Oy.  I did this in order to be able to drink again.  Because if I admitted what was wrong, I couldn’t do it again.  Telling the truth about why I don’t drink or, more often, admitting that I was drunk was an important step in my recovery.

That was a really long time ago, but I hold on to it.  It’s so important, and so precious.  To use a drippy metaphor it’s one of the stones in my foundation.  No matter how strong the foundation is, I’m not pulling any brick out.

I realize that those thoughts don’t go seamlessly together.  Woman at work waving a Big Book in the hall, and admitting I was under the influence rather than lying.  I guess I mean that I strive to tell anyone who has a reason to know that I’m in the program, and if hallways of others find out in the process it’s OK by me.

And please stand by to see if it really does turn out OK.

February 26, 2013 (this day)

IMG_0035I had to do something special for work today, and Carole came and helped out.  We had to go to Carole’s church and help my clients get the church newsletter ready for mailing.  That made a short day for me, finally.  My work partner was on vacation for a week and then sick for a week.  She’s still sick, but she’s back to work.  And all during the time she was gone, we had short staff.  That is the hardest thing for me handle at work, and I had to do it for two weeks all alone.  I’m trying really hard to remember that these past two weeks have been fine, with lots of good stuff going on as well.  I feel like the experience was like heavy lifting, and now that the load is lighter, I can appreciate the light load more than I did before.

Our weather is dismal, and right now it’s very cold and raining hard.  Cold rain is one of the worst kinds of weather, I think.  I’m  just hoping it doesn’t get so cold that the rain freezes, because freezing rain and ice is awful to drive on.  I’m glad I’m in for the night, but so many people I care about are not.

But.  Even as I was writing this, I was receiving messages from work about the short staff situation.  I really need a new way to look at it.  It is a permanent feature of my life while I work at the job that I have.  It stresses me so much that I mentally toy with the idea of changing jobs to something that doesn’t deal with managing people.

There was a twitter thing I read about (I don’t have twitter) where people described their “real” job in a few words.  Lots of people wrote something about “problem solver.”  And I certainly am that.  People bring me their problems all day long and for a day or two I actually tried to embrace the role of problem solver.  It’s not really what I want, but it is what I am.  So I want to be a good one, and that would involve being calmer about it internally in my mixed up crazy mind.

But for tonight there is cold rain outside and I am in.

February 16, 2013 (this day)

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I take a lot of pictures of my animals.  This one is of my dog being very cozy on a cold winter night.

Because it’s winter, and it’s cold, and it’s cozy!  I had a hectic week at work.  My work partner was away on vacation, and now she’s come back, sick.  I’ve had periodontal surgery, and we’re looking to have our 106+ year old bathroom redone before it breaks apart unalterably.  It has lasted amazingly well, but its time is over.  I wonder if all the people who have lived here and used that bathroom over the years could have imagined us.  I’m sure they could not.

I’m trying to clean my room, catch up on my work, stay warm and one day soon, brush my teeth!  I have stitches and it’s just, well, yuck.

Feburary 5, 2013 (this day)

IMG_0023Since I last wrote about and worried about snow, it has pretty much snowed non stop.  If this is the biggest of my problems, I am very lucky indeed.

Carole and I went to a meeting the other night where we read from the Big Book, part of Working with Others.  The directions seem out-dated to me, about going to some man’s house (it was always a man), telling him your story, giving him a Big Book, coming back for another visit, seeing if he wants it.  It seems to me that these days people show up because of court, or a friend brings them, or their therapist suggests it.  We’re really lucky to be living in a time when alcoholism is much better known than it was when the book was written.  Today, no one person depends on me to carry the message.  There are hotlines and message boards and chat rooms and meetings.

On a different topic, my daughter in grad school is on an exciting trip related to school.  She called this afternoon to tell me she won first place in some kind of speaker’s competition that she hadn’t told us existed because she was too nervous to think about it.  I joked that all the Saturday mornings I got up before sun (and sometimes in the snow) to drive her to forensics tournaments paid off.  Then she told me she is too busy to talk to me but she’ll try to call me later in the week.  But really I’m amazed at how much my two kids can accomplish.  Much more than me.  It’s of course possible that they would have been themselves no matter what, but I believe that staying sober through their childhoods had a lot to do with their success today.

And their success is just for today, I don’t know about tomorrow, so I’ll take it.

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