Meetings

I expect too much of myself. I don't even have a year off alcohol yet, and I feel sometimes I should have this recovery thing nailed. I quit shooting Meth a year ago August 5th. Then I drank for about two months sporadically until October 4th. So hey, my brain is gonna mess with me no doubt. I met with my sponsor today and I started to pull outta my funk even more. I hadn't been outta the house for two days. I was isolating, and I have a tendency to do that. I went to an AA meeting tonight, and I sure feel better. There were some folks from outta town, so that's always cool. Welcome to the land of the Appleknocker. I gathered a few dinars to buy a 12 Step guide. I'm one of those addict/alcoholics that has a thousand faces and characters. My sponsor says I'm so quick and slippery I'm like "mercury." The president of the Alano Club calls me the man with the "rubber face." This evening is good. Now I just have to do the food thing. I have this thing about my waistline...If I entered a Dickie-do race, I'm sure I'd win. Thanks for another 24, and thanks for the comments and emails. G'night!