If the world were a bar, America would currently be the angry drunk waving around a loaded gun. Yeah, the other people in the bar may be afraid of him, but they sure as hell don’t respect him.
Anybody want to go get a beer with me and celebrate?!
Just kidding!!
Actually, I didn’t even realize that today was officially six months since my last drink. I had been counting the days religiously on 3 different calendars for a few months. Then I just started marking down the weeks. And, then I just sort of forgot to keep track all together. That is until today.
Jenny handed me a gift wrapped jewelry box with a simple card that said “To: Christopher Love Always: Jenny”. I opened it to find a beautiful black gunmetal finished engraved ID Bracelet. On the front were my simple initials. And on the back…
Congratulations
~ 6 Months ~
Sobriety is Sobering
I’ve had quite a few revelations about myself over the past 22 weeks. In 154 days, I haven’t had a single drink. At first I was a little nervous about being properly introduced and getting to know that fellow that I passed briefly on my way to the bathroom in the morning when I woke up.
22 weeks later I’m really glad that I took the initiative to get to know him better. We have very little in common. In fact, I wonder how the two of us managed to co-exist at all for 25 years.