Tag: sober
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Day Thirty-Six
I spent most of today in the station craft room trying my bestest to make a mask for the upcoming carnival/masquerade themed mid-winter dinner. The end result was more of a feathered headpiece with a secondary detachable maskish type thing, lol. While I was rooting through all the supplies in the craft room, I found…
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Day Thirty-Five
Struggling to come up with words today, so this is probably gonna be random AF. I’m also in rare form. Like that first sentence wasn’t a clue in. My workday ended in the store, with my friend Marty spotting me as I made multiple attempts at doing a handstand. I’ve had the urge to do…
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Day Thirty-Three
My going-out and socializing streak continues. Karaoke on Friday, Scott Base on Saturday, a Women of Winter get together on Sunday, and tonight which is Monday, Open Mic night. I know it’s been good for me, too. Keeps me out of my head, which is always a good thing. The Women of Winter gathering was…
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Day Thirty-One
It’s eleven in the evening and I’ve just come home from visiting our Kiwi neighbor’s at Scott Base. They announced they were having a party a couple weeks ago and tonight was the night. I went out last night, too. Who am I? I think I must have reach lack of socializing capacity and it…
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Day Sixteen
I spend a fair amount of time in my head down here. Maybe I do up there, too. I’m usually overanalyzing or overthinking something and it’s usually something about myself that the antagonist has brought to my attention. It can get pretty uncomfortable. Self-awareness cuts both ways. It is nice to have the awareness, but…
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Day Six
Tuesday. On Tuesday mornings, I go into work earlier for what is called beverage pull or bev pull for short. So no gym on Tuesdays, because I am not getting up any earlier than I already do. Instead I have a yoga mat in my room and I do my little routine there and get…
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Day Five
Today is Monday. So it is my Thursday. I struggled to get out of bed this morning. Sometimes that happens. It’s like my bed exudes its most comfiest feels just after the alarm goes off. So rather than jump out of bed post alarm, I hit the snooze button about ten times. I don’t really…
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Day One
I am a person of extremes. All or nothing. Go big or go home. All the cake or no cake. Moderation is not my forte. I’ve known this for quite some time now, but every now and then I get a nice little reminder of who I am. Like setting up this blog/website, once I…
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