My comfort zone is recovering addicts. Went to a meeting last night, got my white keytag, and met up with some old faces. 😀 Yay. So much better than using and being around people who make me nervous.
Old sponsor and I are team single girl, lol. I mean, I kind of asked somebody out when I was messed up a few days ago, but we’re not going to talk about that ’cause somethings are best left undone and yayyyyy rejection. It’s outta my system now, so that’s good, at least. Kay, sober and single. Gettin’ sober tattooed on the knuckles of one hand and single tattooed on the other as a reminder. Maybe I’ll start a girl gang of sober single ladies….
My physical comfort zone at home is any environment where I’m left to my own devices to get things done at a steady, pre-planned pace. A whirlwind of chaos I am not, under sober circumstances. There is nothing I love more than a well fleshed-out to-do list. I wasn’t a big fan of them earlier in life, but now that I have the memory of a goldfish, they are a necessary part of my day.
I’ve gone a bit overboard with to-do lists and day planners. I have the typical day planner for assignments, appointments and sundry, but I also have a digital one for blog posts. I have to-do lists for normal life stuff, and I then I just have endless lists of media and useless crap to do.