Whilst I feel good in my soul and generally peaceful and happy in these early days of sobriety, I am experiencing some physical issues (headaches, dizziness and odd dreams) that, thanks to my avid listening to The Bubble Hour podcasts, … Continue reading
Day 31. Not a blog post title that has been used on The Secret Place Under the Ivy before. Day 31. Freedom, peace, joy. Day 31.
Despite getting to bed after midnight (collecting teens and a friend after a concert – or ‘gig’ as they like to call it!) and being up again at 6. No biggie. Because I went to bed sober and woke refreshed. … Continue reading
The cure for Sunday’s grouch turned out to be the sight of clean washing blowing on the line in the sun in my tiny London garden. Breathing in the smell of fresh air and clean sheets somehow made everything ok. … Continue reading
Grouchy today. I had a physically demanding day yesterday and was looking forward to the beautiful sleep that comes from a tired body (not just mind). GF then kept me up for two hours with a litany of my faults. … Continue reading