1.14.25
I write my schedule on a whiteboard in my living room every night before bed and I smiled this morning when I read it. 5:30am – Happy Birthday! Get your sexy ass out of bed. I also woke up to read a happy birthday text from a friend who wanted to be the first to wish me a happy birthday at 5:14am. Work was a nice steady pace, and I accomplished everything on my to do list. My bestie took me to lunch, and we got to talk about how crazy our crazy is.
I wasn’t sure how I would do tonight going downtown Boise to the Warehouse Food Hall for rehab alumni trivia night because downtown, restaurants, and bars is still pretty new to me in my sobriety. I didn’t have any triggers and had the best time. Shared laughs and made memories with great friends that I’ll remember tomorrow. It shouldn’t shock me that we were the large and obnoxious group who I’m sure everyone assumed was tipsy. Jokes on you, we were sober as fuck and still having the most fun out of all the people there. We won for sure…won last place that is. In true addict behavior we bet everything on every question – going all in even if we weren’t sure the answers were correct.
I felt loved and my birthday was fantastic. Thank you to everyone for thinking of me and taking the time to say happy birthday. Days like today make all the hard work, difficult days, and uncertainty worth it. I can feel I’m on the right path in my life and truly happy. I’ll gladly take being 44 and am going to shine like a glittery fucking unicorn this year!
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