I thought I’d be getting a complete break from my normal life & therefore a good time to stop drinking because I was supposed to be going away for the weekend for a music retreat. But I had to cancel the trip — turned back when we were halfway to Toronto — because of a bad knee. Now I’ve been laid up in bed for 2 days, so I got the complete change but in a very surreal way. Today is Day 3 of resting the knee. Hoping it will be well enough by tomorrow that I can drive again, but I have to admit being waited on hand & foot is actually rather pleasant. All the coffee I can drink and so forth, delivered to my night table, with a smile yet.
The good news is, no urges to drink. Except … on the way home, when I was in the back seat in pain, I did feel triggered. I desperately wanted something like a Scotch, something that would be a fine, bracing drink for when you’re not feeling well. I really didn’t think physical pain would be a trigger. How ’bout that? A new thing to watch for.
Otherwise, I’m actually doing fine. Discovered that sitting in bed all day isn’t nearly as comfortable as it looks and not as attractive as I thought it would be. The enforced inactivity has given me some time for introspection, and plenty of it. But I’m also keeping myself occupied with a special project at work. It’s not client work, so it doesn’t really feel like “work,” but it’s very useful & productive. It’s a real treat to get the focused time to do it without all the distractions and interruptions of sitting at my desk all day. It’s just a pretty strange way of getting that focused time!
Driving my own bus 