I always wished I was I was good wife, but I was really short tempered.
I wanted to use all my paints and be an artist but I was always running behind and couldn’t find time.
I’ve always worked out but couldn’t get down to my goal weight, would get frustrated and binge. I’d go off the rails for a couple weeks and then try to starve myself thin again when nothing fit.
Now I do most of things I always wanted. I didn’t find more time in the day, I’m able to wake up earlier. I realized I only paint for me. It doesn’t have to be museum quality or even make sense. As long as the 🎨 makes me happy then it’s successful. My temper is still short but I’ve taken one huge stumbling block out of the way. Said goodbye to alcohol in 2018. Amazing that its absence is being filled in with things like Sunday morning fishing and watercolor dates with Brad.
Stopping drinking took a lot of work for me. I used wine as a social crutch since my first sip back in the 90’s. I was totally functional. No DUI’s. Never even pulled over. Booze only ever made me less able to handle my own anxiety. I’m learning to accept that big groups are always gonna unsettle me, and that’s ok!
I’m so thankful to the moms who hosted Tate’s group yesterday for all the Homecoming festivities. Thanks for letting me contribute some snacks and makeup. My girl got to have an amazing night with her friends. I got to stop by and take pics then go grab pizza with Big Papa. No booze required.
No hangover this morning, just sunshine, red fish and all the things I used to think weren’t possible for me when I was over indulging in Pinot Grigio.
