Ooookay. So Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday.
THANKFULLY. Thursday was the day I finally got my phone fixed. I cried for like 45 minutes out of sheer frustration on Wednesday. Just like, on the phone with Apple, being bounced around to different support people who were all telling me different things. I know it's a pretty insignificant problem but going two weeks without a phone really made me depressed and just, distraught. ALSO! It's just crazy when you talk to, like, four different support reps and they all tell you different things. It turns a situation that should be no big deal into a huge fucking ordeal. I feel like I just got caught in the corporate shuffle of tech support in the Apple Universe. And, it's a helpless feeling when the people who are supposed to be helping you are just like "Huh that's so weird, we don't know why that other support rep would have told you that." I guess Apple was gaslighting me. ANYWAY. Enough about that.
Well one more thing. Side note: part of the reason I haven't been updating the blog as much is because my Clean Day app tells me what day of sobriety I'm on and I kept getting so fucking confused about what day it was without the app. OMG. Am I just a cyborg? Useless without my tiny pocket computer?!!
Been journaling a little bit more which has been GOOD.
Thursday night, I went to dinner with an old coworker and her friend. A really nice Indian restaurant in my city that I didn't know about. So... fuck yes! Hidden gem uncovered. Then we went to see Birdman with Antonio Sanchez, which was rad. He does the drums on the original score so he improvised while the movie played (while still staying true to the theme of the original score). He is crazy talented and I felt like I got SO much more out of the movie after this second viewing. Edward Norton is crazy crazy talented and I felt like I picked up on way more nuances of his acting (and just other details in general about the movie). I left feeling very excited about film. Especially after this gorgeous fucking Oscars season we just had. Oof. Too good.
Friday. Went to my brother's birthday party at my folks' place, with a bunch of family friends there. They are all pretty heavy drinkers and no one really talked to me about my sobriety, which I kind of expected. It was fine. Mom made some good meatballs and a really delicious cake.
Saturday. Had to do one more phone fix errand with my grandma. Upgraded my phone and now everything is fully rolling. So yay! We watched Property Brothers and Food Network's Kids Baking Championship and she helped me pick out a Himalayan salt lamp at Bed Bath and Beyond. Lucky to have such a good friend in my grandma.
TODAY! I got my life in order. Drove back to Des Moines, cleaned my WHOLE LIFE (including reorganizing the kitchen cabinets which brings me great joy), talked to old friends, made dinner, did a shitload of laundry, went out for a few walks. I felt so depressed this morning – cried on my way home from my grandma's and just felt lethargic and poopy. But it totally turned around and I feel really refreshed and okay about diving into my week tomorrow.
Being sober is good. I feel like this post would be sooooo fucking different if I had a binge-y drinking night in here. Sometimes I feel boring but I still am doing a lot and feeling a lot and experiencing a lot. It's just different. I think in a good way.