Gonna have to spiffy things up around here. Maybe a new banner. Something botanical. Maybe a new font, too. Different but not too fancy.
Keep the serif or lose the serif?
Been awhile! Eh?!!?
Looking back at this I see that I quit writing last June, just after day 365. Continue reading
For all of you who are Belle fans, look what I walked by in Pittsburgh a couple of months ago. Wolfie’s Pub!
Bar stays open late.
I slowed down to record the moment and then kept walking.
I closed the loop. Went from having a big bigger bigger number, 200, 300, 360, 365 …. to a little one: 1 year. But it’s a little one that feels very solid to sit on.
I have a circle now, the snake swallowed its tail, and I get to start retracing the circle again.
Oh how Continue reading
I hit 11 months a couple of days ago.
Not sure what to say. My unsettledness of the past few months has faded, which I’ll take for as long as it cares to stay. I am amazed at how long this journey is. My first few Continue reading
Three hundred days, my people.
Spring is springing here (southern Iowa), with frogs squeaking in the pond, the first great blue heron (but just once, maybe only passing through?), first kingfisher, bees out and about on sunny days, rain and fog, redwing blackbirds staking out their reeds.
I’ve been mid-sober-stint twice before in the spring Continue reading
Well, hi. I’ve been wanting to poke my head up here but, you know, there’s not much to say. It’s February, unseasonably snowy and cold, my workshop-in-process is just COLD, despite the solar air collectors (ceiling insulation would help). But a lime glowing green light shines inside me and life is good.
I’m mucking around in my eighth month Continue reading
Day 228. A couple of months into new territory, never having mosied past five or so months sober before. I noticed in month maybe three or four that I was wanting … chapters of some sort. Sobriety seemed, oh, featureless. Monotonous? If it’s monotonous (which it could be. after all, what is it, really?), okay. I’ll take it as monotonous. But I like rhythm, or signposts, or texture, or phases, weather, seasons.
Somewhere back there I forgot Continue reading
As 2018 fades into the distance and I start 2019 with more than 200 sober days under my belt, I am feeling a deep gratitude for Belle. One of her daily emails just popped into my inbox and I felt a strong wham of gratitude and thought how this is so much of why this sobriety thing is working much better this time.
Last spring I was bouncing around with 4 or 12 or 42 days without alcohol Continue reading
Happy sober new years eve!
On to 2019 with a clear head.
And some perspective, in case you need a laugh:
Well will you look at that? Two hundred days!!! First time!
And, my drinking brain thought it would be nice to have a 2.5%-alcohol beer on Christmas Eve. Apparently we’re still on this journey 🙂
I was, as is custom Continue reading
A few days ago I hit 6 months without alcohol, first time ever (since alcohol became such a thorough crutch 10-12 years ago). Whoooeeey!!
I like this.
It’s still not that easy. I mean, the not drinking is not particularly difficult these days, practically speaking. But in my own head/heart, things aren’t settled. Not too surprising, that.
One concept that has become particularly large Continue reading
You know how the early weeks and probably even years of sobriety include a steady stream of firsts, of revisits to old haunts, be they homes or bars or cities or campgrounds, that were sites of drinking or new relapses and now you’re overlaying a new experience/memory on the place. And sometimes it feels so freeing and other times it makes you sad and other times it’s just weird and you want to get it over with and go back to being warm and comfortable in your sober life? Continue reading
I had the pleasure of a brief glimpse of a drunk woman on Saturday, courtesy of a movie we were watching on Netflix. She came home tipsily to live-in boyfriend from a party, after which relationship drama ensued.
It did not look fun. I remember Continue reading
I was going to call this post “Personal Best,” but why tempt fate. Today is day 165, a few days longer than my previous longest continuous sobrieties. Still ambling along. If a bit superstitiously.
In the past couple of years I’ve had two very nice goes at continuous sobriety Continue reading
It’s not my ideal to go 48 days without posting, holy sheesh. I need to show up here more often.
I’m at day 148 and grateful grateful grateful for the beginnings of sober gravity taking place. I cannot express how much I detest the single digits and the teens. When my Continue reading