.. since I've been here.  I've been trying to catch up a little the last couple of days, but feel I've been away forever. 

Things have been steady for me.  A little over for months sober now, with no real desire  to drink (except for one difficult 30 minute period) a few weeks ago.  The AA meetings have been hit or miss.  I might make 2 or 3 meetings one week, then miss 2 or three weeks due to work.  But, all is well.

A week or so after the divorce was final, I meant someone that about 200 miles away.  We've been seeing each other when possible.  She's been divorced for 4 years, but was married to an alcoholic for 7 so she knows what I went through.  The best part she and I are on the same page spiritually.  The 30 minute period I mentioned earlier was in regards to a vendor hosted corporate dinner at a nice restaurant in Atlanta -  the kind with the well never runs dry.  I was the only one out of 8 of us drinking water.  I didn't have my sponsors number on my work phone, so she and I texted for that period until it the desire to drink eased and I was able to enjoy my meal.  She inspired me to continue walking in sobriety.  It will be interesting to see how our relationship unfolds, but I am glad there is a distance buffer built in. 

I had originally lost from 189 lbs to 163 about 6 weeks ago, but steady visits to the gym and good nutritiion have brought me back to 179 (but still wearing the same size as I did at 163).  I swear there's something different in my body chemistry since I became sober as I've never achieved the kind of results in years of working out as I have in the last 4 months.  It's strange, but awesome.

I'm muddling through step 9 right now.  It's not so much that I don't want to reach out to the people I've hurt, it's just a lengthy process in determining who the people I may have hurt.  I'm tweaking my list every few days it seems.  I've made amends, or attempted to make amends to a few.  Still working on the others.  My sponsor has been a big help.

And finally, I've had the wierdest freekin' dreams lately.  I mean off the wall, crazy stuff that I have no explanation for.  Like last night,  I dreamt aliens were attacking my city and everything around my house was getting blown up.  My family (all complete strangers, mind you) wouldn't shut up no matter how hard I tried.  I finally gave up and had a beer.  Just random stuff.

Anyways, I woke up... no aliens and still sober.  Life is good.