Yes, I’m tired. Something we all learn early in sobriety to guard against. I can feel that my whole being is stretched a little thin. But the deal is, there’s not a lot I can do about it till the weekend. I’m deep in public radio fundraising, on deadline for NPR, and have a book proposal that just won’t come to heel nicely. So, tired or not, I gotta keep on keeping on.

The thing is, I’ve got enough sense to recognize fatigue as being a non-desirable state. When I was still drinking and using, I pushed myself to the edge of collapse and just jazzed away on the buzz. Now, I say to myself–oops, girl, you’ve got to take extra good care of yourself in other ways. You’ve got to eat right, make time for the gym, keep your sense of humor in good repair, not take yourself too seriously!  And  then you’ve got to buckle down and dig yourself out of this immediate and necessary work crunch!

Sobriety is about balancing the pressures of real life–not controlling them.