The number one problem with sobriety is I can't sleep ever. Well sometimes. Tonight I thought I was going to fall asleep. Then I couldn't. Then I was thirsty. Then I thought I forgot to pay a bill, so I came online to check. It's paid. Good. Now I am here. I have been sober for about 23 days, could be 24. I'm no good with the counting of the days ( Read more... )

After a bit of hemming and hawing after my last entry, I finally got myself into a rehab program. I have been sober for two weeks. It's been a rough couple of weeks especially on me and Peter. We have spent a lot of nights in different beds on opposite sides of the house. It seems like we can't even say good morning without me starting a tirade ( Read more... )

Well... hmmm... let's see... It's been almost three months since my last posting and I don't know where to begin ( Read more... )

Well I've had a whirlwind week. Peter and I made our annual trip to Great Adventure on Wednesday. It was hot, but fun, and we rode everything. (Insert obvious gay joke here). Thursday we were in Philadelphia for the day. We went to the Philadelphia Zoo which was actually quite amazing. We are both huge animal lovers and it was fun to walk around ( Read more... )

Geez I have been meaning to update all day, and well, better late than never. I've had a full plate the past few days. Peter's grandmother passed away at the ripe old age of 95. What a life. She left Ukraine as a peasant girl after Stalin(!) came to power and lived in a refugee camp in Poland. Hitler invaded and all of the refugees were forced to ( Read more... )

Top 50 of 2006 - Mid-Year Report ( Read more... )

Today I am not going to whine about being depressed. What I am going to say is that I am starting to feel better. Opening this door and telling my friends and family that I am not alright has been the first step. I have not made it to a point where I have even really considered professional help or Paxil simply because I have been depressed and ( Read more... )

Sometimes I wonder, especially now, this moment, if I own my depression. Is it mine? Is it Pete's? Julie's (must call her today)? Is it my mother's? the lady who rings me up at Stop-N-Shop? Is it my poor little cat who is still terrified of her new home and allows herself to be run under the bed time and time again by her crazy sister? I want to ( Read more... )

So Moving was pretty eventful, and alot of things went wrong, but now after having unpacked the last box the other day and actually settling in to the place, it all seems so petty to rant about it here because all of those things had to happen in order to get to this moment right here. I will go on the record to say moving is a pain in the ass. ( Read more... )

I've Moved! And my Internet is finally hooked up! More on moving fun early next week. It's been a story!