Friday shmyday

This morning (at work) my acai juice exploded on my favorite yellow sweater. Boo.
*Edit: My co-worker brought me a "Tide to go" pen. Holy cow, those things work!

Last night, after my run and workout I was sooo tired (abnormally). So I laid down with Lucy and Flower on our bed and passed out...only to wake up much later with smeared make-up on my face and dry contacts in my eyes. I got up for about an hour, puttered around the kitchen, and went back to bed for the night. Weird. My stomach was really upset last night too - not something I experience very often. This morning I woke up to gray clouds, and no sunshine in site --- a frustrating but expected change. I forget how much I dislike the weird weather patterns during this time of the year. There's been two small earth quakes this week, beautiful warm sunny days, and now we're gearing up for a big cold front and even bigger storm. I think I'm going to make a couple of big batches of soup over the weekend. It'll be nice to have some soup and salad during the cold rainy month of April.

Two months sober, as of yesterday.
It's a weird feeling to be here, and have made it this far without caving. Honestly I wasn't sure if I was going to do this well, and I'm really proud of myself. I've had a couple of moments where I've gotten stuck just staring at D's beer. But amazingly enough I've snapped out of it very quickly, and all I've had to do is remind myself how one drink would make me feel, physically and emotionally --- that's been enough to stop the "want". My future without alcohol looks bright - almost endless with possibilities. Those marathon goals are getting closer...at least a half marathon by late summer of this year.