No More Tears

I was laying bed, crying and my bulldog who is always with me, realized I was crying and he came and put his face right up to mine. We stayed that way for a few moments and then he started to lick my tears away.

And you know, I couldn't continue feeling sorry for myself after that.

How could I?

Maybe....

Someday I will be good enough
Someday the house will be clean enough
Someday I'll be perfect

Someday I won't tense up when you return home from work
Someday I'll stop dreaming of running away from you

Someday I won't seek your approval
Someday I won't gauge your moods
Someday I'll just let you pout
Someday I won't try and fix everything

Someday

Soggy but Sober

I still haven't found my voice here yet.

I am still sober. So grateful.

Life is good even with the tremendous amount of rain we've been having for weeks, even though it's barely in the 60's in the middle of June, even though all this crazy weather makes my fibromyalgia scream.

My kids are doing good, all are now enjoying summer vacation.

JR and I are doing better. I don't know what it was but since the relapse something changed. Maybe because I was more open?

Work is starting to pick up a little.

My Mack Daddy puppy dog is doing well too. I just love him and he loves me.

Hope all is well with you and I hope to get back to visiting blogs again.

Time To Be Honest

AA is an honest program so take a look to your right and check out the new sobriety date.

Yes, I relapsed. For 4 days, 4 days of craziness and misery.

Glad to be back in the fold again.

I take full responsibility. No excuses.