Emotions

This week has been an emotional roller coaster! Don't worry....I'm taking my meds...at least on most days when I remember to. Here's a recap of my week:

Sunday:
Hmm, I don't recall anything. I must have slept the entire day away.

Monday:
Another regular day I suppose cause I don't recall anything in particularly special happening.

Tuesday:
Ok, here is were it starts to get good... First of all this Tuesday happened to be January 20th! The inauguration of the 44th United States President. More importantly the inauguration of the 1st American black president. It is amazing to me that in a country where black people were not citizens little own allowed to vote less a 150 years ago now has elected a black man to it's highest political office. As I watched Barack Obama being sworn in as our president I was truly proud to be an American. Well done America, well done!

Tuesday afternoon I got to witness another momentous occasion. This one in person. My dear friend Harri graduated from drug court. Drug court is a program that people with criminal records related to drug issues can go through to get their charges reduced or even dismissed. This is not an easy program. It involves reporting to a judge on a weekly bases, frequent random urine analysis, attending Narcotics &/or Alcohol Anonymous, psychological counseling, steep fines to pay for all of this, and really a complete change of life for a drug addict. Harri graduated after completing the program in just one year. She got her shit together and really dedicated herself to dealing with her addictions. She graduated with 25 months of being clean! Congrats Harri, I'm so proud of you. After Harri's graduation her father took all of the family and me to Fire House Pizzeria for lunch to celebrate. Good times & tasty food. Plus I got to miss a few hours of work for all of this.

When I got home from the festivities I found that my W2s had arrived. Yippee! I tried to file my taxes on my computer using Turbo Tax. Apparently Windows Millennium is to old of a program to use for filing. I rung Harri and asked her if I could use her comp to file my taxes. Of course she said "for sure." She actually said "sure come on up but I may have already had a drink!" Harri lives less then a milish away from me. By the time I got to her house she was already on her second tumbler of whiskey! Just as I was finding out that I was going to get a $600 tax return Harri was working on the last of the whiskey bottle, talking mock 10 with 90% of her vocabulary being some version of the word "fuck," and telling me crazy ass stories about how and why she ended up in drug court in the first place. I just rolled my eyes and was thankful that she was home in a safe place. In the back of my mind of course I was worried that this was the beginning of more using & addiction for Harri.

Wednesday:
I went to work wondering if Harri was going to make it in. And if she did what condition would she be in. I soon found out. At about 6:05-ish Harri strolled in reeking of all things alcohol. She was still fucked up pretty bad and let me know it, as if I couldn't figure it out for myself. I told Amanda that I was driving Harri home...not a good idea to try to work drunk yeah? After work I rung Harri to see if she was still alive. She informed me that she had spent all day with her head in the toilet. For God sakes after being clean for 25 months one does not have the same tolerance one used to.

Thursday:
Harri came to work and declared "never again!" I believe Harri when she says she learned her lesson. She is a strong and amazing person. I know she realized what she has accomplished this last year and what she will loose if she starts using again. I pray that she will remember this experience next time she wants to stop at the liquor store.

Friday:
I woke up to a message on my phone and a picture from my cousin Megan declaring that my new cousin had been born. Carter Thomas Tolman was born Thursday night to Tommy and Jenny. He might be the cutest thing I've seen in a very long time. I'm so excited for Tommy and Jenny. I can't wait for the family baby shower so I can hold the newest Tolman.

That's about it for my week. Oh, I forgot to right about my "guy drama" which was actually a HUGE part of why my week was emotional, but that's a whole other very long story in itself so I'll post that later.....

FYI: The pic on this post is Picasso's painting which I believe is titled "friendship." I'm not a huge fan of Picasso but I like this painting cause it's a bit dark and mysterious. I thought it perfectly depicts the various emotions I've had this week. Dark but not too dark, happy but not too happy. Ok, it makes sense to me.