Sunday, 4 January 2015

My sober week

As always, I take the weekend to look at my sober week and think back on what I've done, what I'm grateful for, what's made me think and giggle, what's made me sad or mad and why I'm doing this. So I'm writing this from a messy student flat with my son snoring gently in the next room. I'm sure there is actually ice on the inside of the windows. But, I'm so grateful he's here and safe home. We've a bit of time today once he wakes. For now I'm enjoying some sober catching up. So this week saw the start and end of the festive visitors, the bells in, celebrated in bed. (Minds out of the gutter, please!) we celebrated watching tv and raising a glass of home made elderflower cordial. Perfect. Just me and Mr Me. Its all I wanted. I threw a bit of a sober sickie and cancelled all visitors and plans. It was the right thing for me to do and he understood.
I also hopped on a train to the city and met my first ever sober lovely. How we managed to natter for hours non-stop is beyond me but it was amazing. It was so lovely to talk to someone in real life and be honest and all the time I kept thinking, I've never done this face to face before. I also thought my word this lady is smart, intelligent, beautiful, articulate and so bloody lovely and normal. Dont' get me wrong I knew she would be but I guess I think everyone must know I drank somehow. My inner wolfie tells me I'm a freak and everyone must know I'm a boozer. 
She wasn't an unusual person, she was amazingly lovely and normal in a lovely lovely way and like me was just dealing with 'not drinking'. I'm not sure I should have written that, lovely lady if you read please don't be offended but the normality of sober land is breathtakingly refreshing. As are the folks I have bumped into on this journey so far. On the way home I spotted this rather fine cushion which I didn't buy but I might, you never know.
Visitors came and went, beaches were walked alone. I'll miss them but I'll enjoy my time too with my husband and my own family when I see them when they return home.
I wrote my number on the beach. I have no idea why I do this, it just makes me proud.
A huge walk up a hill with my husband and the dogs yesterday in the bonnie fresh sunny air. Looking over the landscape of our new place, exploring together is fun. Normally I'd be groaning at walking up a hill but I actually enjoyed it. Just don't tell him. He's one of the these 'extreme' sports freaks (no offence dear reader) but I am not. The most extreme thing I might do is put on a green pair of trousers.
Bonnie views though. He tried to persuade me to bring my bike next time and zoom at speed down the mountain. I offered in exchange to name all the plants and teach him about them.
 At this point we reached an impasse, both agreeing to just let each other be! 
The hounds the sunshine, it was good to start the new year clear headed.
But, I have to say this sober stuff has me a bit prickly, like this gorse, but I hope that I end up blossoming, one day.
The clear moon leaves the early evening outside the cottage looking still and calm. Its cold but each day the sunlight gets longer which cheers me up so much. Each new day, is a new day sober. 
And, on Day 91 I picked up a weary son from the airport. My own dearly loved boy collected safely.
I stopped on the way to meet some old chums for a 'drink' enroute which was nice, as driving no hassles about my not drinking, just some New Year hugs.

Perfect way to end the week, Hugs and cuddles and 92 days sober.

Off to spend the day with my son. Happy Sunday folks I hope your sober week has been full of fun, sun, loved ones and not too many prickles.

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    1. Hey lovely what a lovely thing to say and I'm so glad you're back blogging! x

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  2. Great post and pictures, as always. YAY for 90 days (and more)!

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    1. You're very kind indeed. YAY YAY YAY I'm splendidly surprised at my unwine-ing. :)

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  3. I do love your weekly updates and photos :-) It must have been wonderful to have a meet-up with someone on the same journey as you! Lori K xx

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    1. You're such a lovely kind lass Lori K - thank you. I'm glad you like it as much as I enjoy looking back and remembering despite the grumps and the tears that actually this is worth the effort, this being sober malarkay. It was nerve wracking and I was late due to silly trains meeting someone but for once I didn't panic and was brave, and it was so worth it :) xx

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  4. What a beautiful post - words and pictures! Thank you :).

    Hugs,

    SR

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    1. Hey thank you too! Thats very kind, lots of tears tantrums and treats.

      :) Hugs to you too.

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  5. Bother, keep losing hellos :( lovely to read and see xxxx have a good week xxx

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    1. Great stuff lovely and hello to you too! x

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  6. So lovely thank you. I am perplexed that a timber haulimg turf digger is a bit daunted by a hill ?!? I like Reset too. Made a comment but our internet was playing up. Xxx have a goid week.

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    1. I do not do UP. I'm all about the stamina but never the extra effort me. I can walk/cycle for miles but don't ask me to run or try and go up a steep hill, I get all teeth gnashy. I'm essentially a lazy kind.

      Axes, turf digging and wood chopping I do for fun.

      :)

      Have a great week too.

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    1. ......I see this is where I want to be :)

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  8. No offence taken at all :-) it has amazed me too how normal other sober people are - we're all choosing a better way to live :-)

    Soberp82 x

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