6:26pm, mountain standard time, mom’s house, Evanston, Wyoming, Friday evening, October 28, 2022. Slept in this morning then drove three hours to West Wendover, Nevada. We gambled for four hours before grabbing dinner to go in Salt Lake City. Now we are watching television and having beer and pizza.
Tag: beer
Out and about
5:59pm, pacific standard time, apartment in Dana Point, California, USA, Saturday evening, September 17, 2022. Spent most of the afternoon driving around and going for walks with the dog. Now I am back in the apartment, enjoying a beer and catching up on college football scores. Nice to spend a day out and about, rather than cooped up inside like usual.
Saturday night
6:11pm, pacific standard time, apartment in Dana Point, California, USA, Saturday night, September 3, 2022. Took the dog for a full walk this morning, got coffee, worked out, did laundry and grocery shopping. Now waiting for pizza to arrive, sipping a beer and watching football.
So anything is possible
5:26am, apartment in Chandler, Arizona, Friday morning, March 25, 2022. The corporate training session ended yesterday at 3pm. Instead of going to the office I grabbed a couple beers on the way home, took a nap then watched basketball. The evening was relaxing. I got to call my mom (she was driving to Salt Lake City), see what is going on in the news and enjoy the games. Now it is time to bear down and catch up on work. There are so many tasks piled up I can’t get them all done right away. I will go into the office at 8am and get as much done as I can. At least it is Friday, so I only have to work one day before the weekend. Tomorrow I will go to Orange County and spend time with my daughter. We haven’t made any definitive plans but the weather will be nice so anything is possible.
Thought
6:15pm change is possible. 19 years ago moving to California I changed my schedule. Before the move and living in wyoming I always stayed up late. I drank beer. I chewed tobacco. To minimize exposure to my vices I started to go to bed early. Not staying up late kept me from indulging in things that were detrimental and it maximized the morning. The time of day I felt renewed.
High Steppin’
5:31am (Trying the letter to future self theme) What should I tell you? Yesterday you went to work. The employee you spoke with on Monday about job performance came in and resigned. That was alright. You were going to put her on a performance improvement plan. Her choosing to leave relieved stress. The day turned positive. In the afternoon you drove to Anthem. Anthem is way north of Phoenix. You went out there to get some forms signed for the LA office. The person that needed to sign the forms was not available. You met one of the chaplains up there and gave them to him to have signed. Since yesterday morning you have felt renewed. Which is nice. Wednesday was an awful day. On Wednesday you wanted more than anything to quit, find a job as a chaplain and never look back. You blew off calls with the clinical leadership of the senior living communities. You came home and took an hour and half lunch. You spent most of the day in your office with the door shut. But yesterday was different. Now you can see a path to turning the site around and making it profitable. That is a goal you want to achieve. Last night You drank two beers before dinner. It was gross. You didn’t enjoy them. They made you feel sick. And you didn’t sleep well. Beers on Thursday nights used to be the best. You woke up this morning at 3:47am. You went for a walk and worked out. You thought about work and for the most part you were happy on the walk. It is easier to be happy on Friday. It was the first walk you did both extra loops to increase distance. Your core muscles feel stronger when you walk more. On the walk you started thinking about the WIL but you made yourself stop. You were feeling hurt and cycling about being dumped by her back in 2017. Yesterday you started applying the “one day at a time” mindset to work days. You realized you need to focus on the moment. Not try to reconcile the past. Not plan the future. Writing that sentence made you think of an Avett Brothers song. “See, you can only live one day at a time, only drive one hot rod at a time, only say one word at a time, and only think one thought at a time.” The Avett Brothers, High Steppin’.
Zombie
6:11am this week went fast. It was a four day work week but still felt quick. I never got going this week. I drank beer on Monday (the holiday observed). Not too much but a fair amount. Yet Every morning I woke up feeling hungover. Not an enjoyable experience. I thought about having a couple beers and watching the basketball championship last night. It was an scenario I usually enjoy. Thursday night, good day at work, light schedule the following day. Time to have some pre-weekend beverages. But my body didn’t want it. I couldn’t stand the thought of a restless sleep and physical exhaustion. That is what gets me. Not nausea, not headaches but exhaustion. The feeling of falling asleep inside. I can’t believe how often I could drink when I was younger. Now I can drink maybe one or two days a week m. And I definitely feel it if I do.
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