Are the Gods Playing a Joke?

Every morning I turn my will and my life over to the care of the Gods as I understand Them when I wake up.  I am also grateful for waking up sober another day.  But sometimes, as few as they are, I wonder if the Gods are playing a cruel joke on me?

Unexpectedly, there are great changes in store for me not of my own doing.  Friday my laptop decided to take a dive for the worse and stop working.  I’ve exhausted all avenues of trying to fix it.  Perhaps it’s for the best. I am reminded of a quote, “You Don’t Know What You Have Until It’s Gone”.  This is so true for me right now.

I’m lost; I’ve become so dependent on technology I don’t know what to do with myself without it.  I’m  not sure if the Gods are playing a joke on me or whether they are, yet again, testing the strength of my sobriety?  With technology in my hands I could keep my mind focused on recovery or my hobby of programming.  Now, I’m not sure what I’m going to do with my spare time.  It scares me.

I don’t like rushing through life, as I feel like I am now writing this because of my limited time at the library on a “public computer”.  I have become so relaxed and peaceful in the last couple of weeks.  Now I feel that serenity is shattered.  Someone has thrown a stone throw the mirror.  The pieces lay broken at my feet and I’m paralyzed unable to do anything.  Oh Gods, help me get out of my head.  This is my fear.

Despite this new experience, I trust I will get through it and learn whatever the lesson.  I have a 1-on-1 with a counselor, two AA meetings and treatment group today.  Thus, if I take it, I have opportunities to talk about what is going on.

I just wish this was a cruel joke and I would just wake up . . .

I’m Back . . .

Hello everyone,

Its been  quite a while since I’ve written here because I was in the midst of a relapse since February 2018.  As you can imagine I went downhill very fast losing everything I own.  But today I have risen from the ashes.

My new sobriety date is Sept 14, 2018.  I spent 34 days at an inpatient rehab, Dick Van Dyke ATC (Addiction Treatment Center), in Ovid, NY.  On Oct 16, 2018, I moved to a new town to live in a supportive living program in Oneida, NY. Thus my new life begins.

I’m planning on attending 90 meetings in 90 days.  So far I am two meetings in two days.  Its a small recovery community here.  I see most of the guys from the halfway house (Maxwell House) and those that live with me in supportive living.  Im still trying to get everyone’s name right – LOL.

Just a quick note.  There is a noon meeting I would like to attend today.  I’ll write more later.


This Clam is Shut

For the last year I have tried to create a new life for me. I changed jobs in hopes something new would come along I enjoyed. I moved to the country with hopes to build peace and serenity in my life on a daily basis. Lastly, I made goals and stuck to a budget (to the best of my ability). What I’ve learned most? Don’t trust a damn person but yourself and your Higher Power.

In sobriety, I learned to take responsibility for my actions, accepting the consequences and,  after making a mental note of the lesson(s) learned, then I moved on.  Sometimes I could see same cycle of patterns I have experienced in my past.  What did I do?  I did something different. Doing the same thing, expecting the same results, doesn’t work.

Trust must be earned, at least from me. I thought I had a good gauge of who was trustworthy in my life:  employers, co-workers, friends, new people I’ve met in sobriety. Apparently I was completely wrong. At one point I literally felt like the Universe was pinning everyone against me.  I went down a rabbit hole I vowed to never go down again.

The hardest part, at least for me, is trusting people ever again. Therefore, at least for now, and until proven otherwise, I will not trust another human being expect for my Higher Power.  It’s unfortunate. I don’t want to become this type of person. It seems selfish, but from my viewpoint, at least now, I do so for my own protection and survival.

Don’t worry. I still post my Daily Readings. The readings help me throughout the day. It’s always been my hope they may help my readers. For anything else, I am a clam, closed shut, for now.




The Long Winter is Over

Currently it’s 65°F. We haven’t seen temperatures in this range in a long, long, long time. I’ve decided to simply call the past winter, “The Long Winter of 2018” because it felt like it would never end; we had accumulating snow just the other day. It was an especially rough Winter for me too physically, mentally and spiritually.  I’m just glad its over. Now to look toward the future.

After I let a friend take my car to take care of some business it was returned in a horrible state.  The “friend” is no longer around nor do I care to see him in the future. There is my part in the whole affair I take responsibility for, however forgiveness in this matter is NOT going to come soon. Ever day I PRAY I simply get to work and home. I simply don’t have the money to get the necessary repairs (the whole brake system is messed up).

In addition, I’ve been in a financial mess for a couple of months.  Finally, after some hard work I’ve started to get my finances back in order. I’m not out of the woods yet but I “can see the light at the end of the tunnel” as long as I stick to the plan I set for with.

With my recent relapses, my life has spun out of control.  I knew this was going to happen but I simply “let [my] will run riot”. I just gave up having no hope there was any relief in the future. After sitting on the pity pot I finally picked myself up, brushed off the dust and concentrated on me.  I’ve made a commitment to myself to get myself back to where I was. It’s going to be a hard road to walk. Just in the last couple of months, there is a lot of garbage I’ve collected, yet again. I’m looking forward to getting back involved in the recovery community and clearing it all away.

Another promise I made to myself was to ONLY work a double (16 hours) once per week.  Last week I fell into my own trap, “I need the money, I’ll be okay.” While the extra money has helped, I have taken hard hits physically, mentally and spiritually. As I come closer to half a century in my life, I have to remember I’m not able to do what seems so easy for these young people I work with.  My body just can’t take the lack of sleep, the physical demand of standing 16 hours going from the end of one hallway, then another and yet another all evening and night.  Lastly, it’s mentally exhausting and I just give up doing stupid things. Money wasn’t important to me during the ten years I was sober. It shouldn’t be now either.

I actually got out of the house for the first time all Winter.  It was just on my porch but it was a start.  While I have a few things around the house, basically Spring Cleaning which should have been done a long time ago, I’m going to make the time to take a walk later. Just down the end of the road and back. I just want to begin to fill my lungs with the the nice spring fresh air. Next weekend I have off from work, so I’m going to plan a trip to one of the State parks to see the waterfalls.

I’m not going to beat myself up about my past. What is done is done. I’m moving forward and making every future moment of it count.

Time for some Spring Cleaning . . .

Spring is Here; Change is in the Air

Last weeks events were discouraging.  One thing after another after another, my life was taking a spiral dive down to dark places. I know the road ahead of me is going to be rough.  However, this morning when I woke up I felt refreshed, alive again. Spring is finally here; change is in the air.

March 26 2018 – A picture outside in the backyard. The last remnants of Winter are slowing melting away. With the temperatures starting to climb I need to enjoy the scenery of Spring.

I strongly believe in astrological influences, hence the horoscope at the end of the Daily Reading each day. Mercury went retrograde on March 23 and won’t go direct until April 15, 2018. The Farmer’s Almanac has a very good basic interpretation.  Everything is in disarray in my life, so I just need to buckle up and hold on tight.

But now that Spring is here, it is also a time for change and it gives me hope. I know my current situation is only temporary. Therefore, instead of “sitting on a pity pot”, I need to open my eyes to help influence needed change in my own life. I’m actually doing right now.

There isn’t anything I can do, for now, about my finances or getting my car fixed. On the other hand, I have been neglecting my health.  For instance, a couple times last week my blood pressure was over 170/100.  I’ve already experienced a Transient Ischemic Attack (TIA) or “mini-stroke” in May 2011. This isn’t something I can ignore.

I stepped on the scale this morning curious to see my current weight.  I’ve been struggling in the last couple of months with a weight of 180 pounds.  Again, insignificant to many, but to me I know its all “bad” fat. The only activity I do all day is 10,000 steps or more at work. I don’t really exercise as I should. I have always said I’m going to get into a exercise routine to build muscle and I don’t. That is changing right now. Just something small, perhaps a couple push ups and a couple sets of weight training. Just like my recovery, I have to start somewhere and small at first. I don’t want to over do it.

With that in mind, I’m also going to physically get outside more.  All Winter I’ve basically been cooped up in this bedroom.  Now its time to get out, breath the fresh air and enjoy what Spring has to offer.  I’m going to start with just taking a walk to and from the gas station. Afterward, I might talk a walk the other direction. In the nine months I have lived here, I have never gone down the other side of my street. Change is good; change can be an adventure!

Some of you may ask, “What about meetings?” As mentioned, my car is in extreme disrepair right now.  The other night while coming home I was almost involved in a wreck. While I take precautions to ensure I have a couple car lengths ahead of me, a truck made a complete stop in front of me for a deer. My brakes didn’t hold, I slid to the left, almost in the ditch and into oncoming traffic. If it wasn’t 11:30 pm at night, I might have been involved in a head-on collision. Physical meetings will have to wait.  However, someone suggested to investigate online meetings, so I’m going to do that now.

Lastly, there is my Higher Power. I don’t talk about my beliefs here because to me its a personal relationship. However, I am taking steps to renew my connection and strengthen my bond with my Higher Power. I’m doing something I haven’t done in a long time, making the time to sit, speak and listen with my Higher Power.

I look forward to these changes in my life. Now let’s get started . . .


Father Winter Just Go To Sleep Already

Wasn’t it back on February 2, 2018, Punxsutawney Phil of Punxsutawney, Pennsylvania (and some sources saying seven other groundhogs) saw their shadow, thus six more weeks of Winter would be falling upon us?  Well, six weeks is longer over due.  Yet, Father Winter continues to spread that white, fluffy stuff consistently on the ground. Can’t Father Winter just go to sleep already?

Looking outside my window, it’s snowing pretty good.  Some reports say only one to three inches, others say more.  It makes road conditions not favorable for me.  It’s not an excuse when I drive my car up and down, right and left, through sharp turns wondering if I’m going to get home or get to work for that matter.

I’ve been reading a lot of recovery material in the last couple of days. Is there something I could have done differently to prevent what happened a couple weeks ago?  Yes and no.  First, I didn’t have to drink at all.  There was no reason. But I choose to act upon my stupidity and now I must accept the consequences of those decisions.  Second, I could have called my ex-Sponsor despite our difference of opinions and my own thoughts of his own actions. We all have flaws and I need to simply put my differences to the side and allow him to give me the messages I need to stay sober.  Three, despite the weather, I could have dragged my arse to a meeting despite the current weather situation.

But my past actions are neither here nor there.  What’s done is done.  I need only to look forward for right now.  I don’t have regrets; I feel disappointmt with myself. It comes and go in waves. The more days I have sober, the less I step backwards and the more I move forward.

Things will fall in place at the right time when they are suppose to . . .