so, another day comes to a close. a new Monday may be born...well, it will be born, and i may be blessed to be alive to see it. it is the ending of a good enough weekend, and i'm not going to complain about anything right now. nope, that's a lie. i'm going to complain about finding a crack in the bottom of the bathtub downstairs. i'm going to complain about the water leaking through the bathtub, through the floor beneath, for an indeterminate amount of time. i'm going to complain about how i may have to have the bathroom completely redone, in a way that is likely beyond my current capacity or time-frame. but i'm not going to complain too much because i am still abundantly blessed and i won't lose my gratitude for the things i have complaining about the things i need.
today i got up and moved slowly as i had nothing really slated except the meeting. i said my prayer and i put on coffee. i had my breakfast, i took my medicine and read my books. i cleaned my dishes. i put on clothes, i made the above flier for FB to advertise my impending book releases, and i made a bowl of Johnny Marzetti to take to the pot luck. i went to my meeting. it was a good meeting on 'More About Alcoholism', step 2 stuff, and it was good to re-read it again. i ate, i talked, i stayed after to speak with a friend for about an hour and then i had to say good-bye.
i went to my parent's house and took the rest of the Johnny Marzetti to them and i called and checked on my brother. i went to the store for supplies and to another store for dinner stuff and lunch stuff for tomorrow. then i came back home.
i put my groceries away, put the clothes i'd washed in the morning into the dryer, i made my dinner and ate. i got my clothes from the dryer. i found the bath i'd run before i cooked was gone, so i ran more water, to find that the tub has a crack in it. i talked to some people, i shaved my face and head, and washed my ass and groin. i had cake and ice cream for dessert. i watched some television and i am now laying in my bed.
i did the things i'd set out to do this weekend, including my shopping lists. i am ready to get back to work, though tomorrow is likely to be a short, strange day. but it is change, and i will miss the riders of bus 107. but i've got a sandwich made for lunch, i'm going to get back to working my Z-Phyles hand, see where i am going, and i'm going to try to keep working on me too. i am blessed, i remember it more as time goes on that i'm abundantly blessed, and should i pass away tonight, i've had so many good things come into my life that i won't frown or cry or lament. i will do as i'm doing now; thank God Jehovah for the next chance and for the awareness that there is one for me. okay, i'm babbling a bit, so i'm gone now.
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