Writing my way out of drinking. Lessons in clarity and grace. During our first two days in Stockholm, I met a lot of new people. I have not had to do this for a long time. I showed my husband this today. He said that my trip .

Still tired but not a zombie anymore. I am so tired of thinking about drinking and not drinking. So I try not to think about it. Happy to be back to blogging. Missed it so much! September 5, 2016.

I am so sad and tired. I just want to hide all day and sleep. I turned on the fan and left to go bring my son to the store to buy some chips for his choir party. When I came home an hour later it still smelled like smoke and the mess was still there. There is no parenting going on. There is no instruction for these kids and there is no responsibility placed on them to take any action for their messes.

The only way out is through. 8230;excited to start listening to these! .

What my lapses and relapses have tought me. This is a post for myself to refer back to if I EVER feel like drinking again. If this helps anyone else that is awesome too. A lapse is one night of drinking followed by getting back on the horse the next day.

Me hanging out in my office. If you ever wondered what it is like being a frustrated writer, that is. What, if on the way down, I saw .

I have been very unhappy the last week or so, particularly so the last 3 days. I guess this is why they call it white-knuckling sometimes.

a catch up and stuff. I feel like a terrible fraud. I just get on with life. I just get on with life.

They see me not ordering a drink and know that I have gone through phases of not drinking. They do not know the resolve that I have to not drink. I am going to work on that level of sharing this year.