But not quite.
I remembered it about half way into work yesterday.
I read somewhere once that a true alcoholic can tell you the exact day when they had their last drink.
For me, that would be June 1st, 2012.
As of today, I have been sober seven years and one day.
If you knew me when I was drinkin’ you’d know what a miracle that is.
Thank you Lord, for saving a poor old wretch like me.
One day at a time, that’s how it works for me.
Now I’m going to fall down and go to sleep. I just worked my ass off for twelve hours. It’s 4:30 in the morning and I have to turn around and be back at 3:00 this afternoon for ten more hours.
See ya’s later.