I've been working so much lately that I'm a bit out of sorts with myself. Switching back and forth from overnights to days is taking a toll on me.
All the moving is finally done but I've yet to finish unpacking. Hopefully, that is something I can get finished this week. I only have 3 more boxes to take care of and it just feels like a chore at this point; which is why it keeps getting put off.
I'm feeling a little indifferent tonight. I just finished reading a few posts on http://4thavenueblues.blogspot.com/ It's a blog I've been reading for a few years now on and off about someone who struggles with addiction and a few other things (but dont we all?) and he's relapsed. It's happened before but I guess that after following this little world of his that I got attached to whether or not he was still sober. It's so easy to sit here and judge and point out all the things people are doing wrong and recognizing their excuses and reservations. Which is where I'm at right now. I'm downright disappointed.
It makes me think of all the people I've lost during these 3 short years I've been sober along with all the people to come. My first sponsor told me, "You've got to walk over the bodies." Such a straight forward statement yet so hard to accomplish.