muddle thru Monday morn
I feel awful physically. I'm hoping to get in to the Dr early today-- I was just there last week for a check in appt.
Seems like whenever I have too much on my plate that wham I get nailed with one thing or another. Should be a lesson for me by now to slow down. But but but I sure enjoyed square dancin' Saturday nite and making soup and granola yesterday afternoon. But I pretty much know its not the good actions I am taking, its the fear rolling around in my head and gut.
Chick to Chick is this weekend. My character defects seem to come out in full force at one of these be around lots of Alanons gigs. Hopfully being of service will keep me out of trouble and out of my head. Then the picnic for our anniversary party the next weekend--things always come together nicely for me and it should be a nice smaller intimate group than my grandiose orginal plans were and therefore easier to do food and such-- Then this training I'll be giving, I'm just plum sceeered.
Hundred forms of fear has come into lots of recovery conversations lately. Well, guess I know the solution for that--spiritual fitness---so on to it
enjoy Monday
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