The gig was up last night. My housesitting job is over. I slept in the van last night. It’s kind of strange because I was snug as a bug in a rug (with no bedbugs!) and now I have to get used to being out in public all the time again. It’s a bit like culture shock. I’m probably OVER vigilant but I feel like I’m always a bit concerned about who might be watching me or listening to me. My life used to be an open book but now I’m guarded with my personal information.
While I was writing the above I was sort of interrupted by a woman in the coffee shop I’m in. She was very nice. She told me her life story and she wanted to know mine! I liked her but I can’t afford to be as open as her. She was interesting. She was in her early sixties, an artist and she lost everything due to her alcoholism. She told me she had already been drinking that morning. She doesn’t have a car. She has a decent job now and rents a room. We exchanged numbers and I will try to stay in touch.
She is in a very precarious position. If she lost her job and her room, she might end up sleeping rough. That would be horrible for anyone. A woman her age might not survive. I sure hope she can kick her drinking habit. Gosh what troubled times we live in.
I’m very blessed. I drink alcohol but never want to drink two days i a row or in the morning or anything like that. Still, I want to be careful. I think addictions can creep up on people (as I’ve shared, I’m rather addicted to the internet) and I have enough problems.
Along the same lines, I’m surprised at how many people put drugs in their body. I know it’s hard dealing with feelings, with physical pain, with people who disappoint but we MUST learn to cope because drug use can end in dependency and tragedy. Sometime I’ll tell you all about my brother’s death which has been the greatest tragedy of my life. I’ve never felt comfortable taking any sort of medication but after his death I swore to myself that other than alcohol and caffeine, I would never take any mind altering drugs or pharmaceuticals unless I’m terminally ill…and maybe not even then.
So here’s to a sober yet fun, focused, ever improving life in 2012! I hope and pray the same for you!