A weekend of stuff

It was not a great weekend here weather wise. Instead of snow, there was torrential rain. The storm drains downtown overflowed, streets were filled with 2 feet of water and fecal matter and toilet paper floated down the main shopping street.

I do live on a mile long dirt road (one of the redneck criteria, even though I don't have other credentials for redneckedness) and it was filled with deep gullies where the road bed had washed away. Sheet flow occurs across the road because of rain running off the fields and flowing into drainage ditches that can't hold all the water. Anyway, it was an adventure going and coming. Thank goodness for a pickup truck (OMG-another trademark of a redneck!).

Anyway, I went to the boat to check up on things there after the rain passed by. It was cold and windy. I put some weatherstripping around the foreward hatch, got a hot shower, and then went to an open AA meeting on Saturday evening. It was a God moment when a young teenager with a week of sobriety won the raffle with a Big Book and As Bill Sees It. I've heard that coincidence is just God's way of being anonymous. I like that idea.

On Sunday, the man who hired me for this job years ago died. He was a gentle man and a gentleman, traits that are not as prevalent today. He and I finished up a book together last year. I'm grateful to have been given the opportunity to work with him for these many years. He was active and still came into the office every day until the last couple of weeks. And he had plans for another book. It was a life well lived.

Today is the start of Christmas week. I'm at an emotional low today but realize that this too shall pass. Tonight is my home group meeting. I need a good dose of Al-Anon along with a shot of Step Three and a dash of Tradition 12. That's a powerful concoction.