First Day of Spring....

First day of Spring was yesterday.... and I am so ready for it. It's been a rough winter, as if you couldn't tell from my past blog posts, and I'm ready to start anew. Time for spring cleaning and I already have a pile of clothes and shoes ready to go to the church yard sale (April 5th at UMC Rancho Cordova for my local readers). I'm loving having the house opened up and letting the fresh air in...... What's on the agenda for today? Shopping for a bridal shower gift, menu planning for next week and then grocery shopping. David and I usually go grocery shopping together, but since he's been working crazy hours for overtime I'm going to go it alone. It's usually our 'hot date'...LOL. Seriously. Right now it's almost 2 in the morning and I'm wide awake.

Thursday at the Cole's

I had NO sleep last night. None, nada. Zilch. I've been fighting a cold/cough, thought I was winning the other day. Yesterday, in spite of my plans to go do something for myself, I spent the day in bed hacking, wheezing, and sniffing again. I managed to scrape it together to go to dinner to celebrate my 19 year sobriety birthday ( YAY ME!!!) with the hubby. He never ceases to amaze me, and surprised me with this beautiful bracelet with red heart and crystal charms. Anyhow, we went to dinner, then to Target for some more potent cold medicine (the other stuff obviously wasn't doing the trick). Well I'm wide awake... all night. I tried to go back to bed when David was getting ready for work, that didn't happen. I tossed and I turned. Then I decided to get up and do the laundry. Might as well. Besides, it will be done and if I pass out later this afternoon, no biggie, laundry is done, house is clean (well for the most part). I still have to clean our bathroom this week. It's going to be a busy weekend. Sadly, we lost a dear brother in Christ in our Emmaus/Chrysalis faith community two weeks ago. Almost 40 years old, and he died in his sleep. It was a shock to us all. I found out at my Joy Retreat. It was bittersweet that weekend. Anyhow, we have his celebration of life to attend out of town, then church on Sunday. Suffice to say, I'd better be better by Saturday morning or I'm not going to be happy. Sigh. Oh yeah, and I've got family drama up the ying yang going on in FL. I'm not at liberty to share details, but it really sucker punched me last Sunday when I talked to my mother. I just know this, I can put it in God's hands through prayer and know that all is going to be well. Faith is a wonderful thing.

I'm ALIVE!!!

Cold/cough is gone and I feel human again... I'm awake, showered, dressed, the dishwasher is clean and unloaded,  the bed is made and laundry is sorted for tomorrow. However, I'm debating on whether I'm going to do it tomorrow. Tomorrow is a very special day for me, and I think I'm going to go do something special for myself. I don't know what yet. Tomorrow I celebrate 19 YEARS of being clean and sober. My life since March 12, 1995 has taken many twists and turns, and for the better. It hasn't been without it's struggles, but the joy of it all is that I didn't have to drink or use over it, that my higher power has my back. My higher power and a tremendous support system of friends and family, and my biggest cheerleader of all, my husband David. We met before I got sober, at a Navy event in Seattle. Fortunately I wasn't drunk then or we may have never happened. He was cute, and I asked to 'borrow his shoulder' to rest on for the ride home back to base. He gave me his phone number, and I gave him mine... Then a lot went wrong for me and I found myself in rehab for 28 days and when I got out he called me, and just offered to talk and be a friend. After dealing with rotten relationships I was terrified and tried to end the phone call, said I was going to the galley to have dinner. Well, he offered to take me to the new Mexican place in town. The rest is history... God truly put him in my life for a reason.

Here we are on our 10th wedding anniversary in SF. 

Love and Bubble Wrap....

To quote Britney Spears...'Ooops I did it again'... I crashed on Sunday while at the Joy Retreat. Crashed on the concrete outside hard, to the extent of now I can't sleep and my knee is blue and red and swollen like a softball. David has threatened to wrap me in bubble wrap. I'm just tired and frustrated, because on top of this I'm coming down with a nasty cold (gotta love my immune system). Sigh. So tonight I'm up in the easy chair with my knee up and a cold compress going to bring down the swelling. Netflix and the X-Box are my friend. Another thing, I have a pile of laundry that is growing UPSTAIRS. I've been going through my mind how I'm going to manage this feat.... Going up and down the stairs is painful to say the least. Sigh. I will figure this out.