Just before I got sober in 2005, my house was in shambles. This included the dirty dishes I had piled in the sink & hidden in the oven. It was disgusting. And today, I know I'm depressed if my dishes start to pile up. Luckily (lately) they have not been. Tonight, before my dinner was dished out onto my plate, I was already planning my 'attack' on the dishes. And then I heard George's voice in my head: "You haven't even eaten your dinner yet and you're already doing the dishes..." - so I decided to slow down, enjoy my dinner, and THEN worry about the dishes. Balance...
Before I stopped drinking, I always, ALWAYS put stuff off. Bills, cleaning, responsibilities...I didn't deal with anything. Drinking always got in the way (and depression). Today it's different. I feel like if I don't take care of something, including the dishes, that I'll be heading down that awful road again of bad, bad habits. Maybe that makes me a bit anal, but I'll take that instead of the alternative.
Tomorrow night I'm having my parents and sister Kieran over for dinner...whoa...are we in an alternate universe??!! I'm excited though...the extra time I've been spending in the kitchen has helped me 'prepare' for this feat. Ham, mashed potatoes, green beans, baked beans, and pineapple. And Kieran's making dessert!
I just hope the bad weather holds off until we're done eating...and the dishes are done! :-)
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