One Day at a Time

By betterornot

Right isn’t that what the addicts say.  Well, in that vain, my name is adrienne and I have been soda free for 12 hours now.  I have officially fallen off the soda wagon.  I am not really sure how it even happened.  I knew I should have done a better job staying away from my triggers, but getting up at 6:00 a.m. isn’t optional and sitting at my desk being bored as hell also isn’t optional.  I guess I could blame my slip on quite a few things.  There is the fact that the freakin olympics are on until 12 a.m. everynight, but that doesn’t really seem like a valid excuse because my husband john keeps me up until 11:30 making me laugh until I pee each night, but maybe that 30 minutes is crossing over the proverbial line. I know I said I wasn’t even going to watch the olympics, but my need to not be left out of the water cooler chatter forces me to watch michael phelps kick ass and then kick more ass.

I could blame it on the loud roomie who has the bladder the size of a pee and feels the need to start her day off at 5 a.m, but that really isn’t fair either because usually I can go right back to sleep.

I could blame it on the new vendor lady who is right out side the building goading me into just one hit. I mean for a only a 1.25, who can resist.  I could also blame it on home depot who forced me to take the 30 dollars in cash instead of putting it back on my card.  Because as greater as my little pakistani pusher is she don’t take credit.

In reality, I must blame noone but myself and the stress I am causing myself by trying to get these last 100 points in 15 days.  But I will do it dammit.  One day at a time.

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