...been doing this for some years now. it's cool. life is over when reflection ceases, I've been taught and I believe. it'll be 52 years in April; 32 years of sobriety in November, and I am no closer to knowing everything that I want to know than I was before. best news I've had all day. welcome to my Journey...
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Friday, March 30, 2018
...was this Friday???
shit, i don't know. it didn't feel like any particular day at all. something about having an actual day off, not a 'snow day' or a saturday/sunday but a day out of the norm, that is weird as hell. but i know it was a friday, since i had counseling today. dead giveaway.
i didn't hit the gym today, and i should have. i don't know why. the morning got away from me, though i did pray, had breakfast, did my readings and took my meds. i washed a load of clothes, dried them too. i was barely on time for counseling, a hair late in fact. the not coming from work thing. i had lunch with Lonnie today, and i went to my parent's house, cleaned the kitchen, took my dad some prune juice and made them breakfast. i was at the store more than intended, but i do want to grill tomorrow and now i'm set for that action. just need some smoked turkey for my greens.
i watched a lot of anime today, put my grill together and mopped my floors. i feel okay, not in any extraordinary pain. i am going to clean a bit tomorrow, gill and cook, work on To December, put in some apps, just general Saturday stuff. i enjoyed today, and i will try to do the same tomorrow, if i'm blessed to wake up. but this really did not feel like a friday. thank you, Jehovah, for a peaceful journey today.
The Dining Room
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