I stood over at the AA meeting hall this afternoon. There wasn't a meeting last night and I was concerned. Rosa was sitting in my car as I studied the meeting times bulletin board. There are only two meetings left in the Valley to go to. It saddened me as AA was once so vibrant in town with meetings every night. I reminded myself of that old AA saying "principles before personalities," but I fear a few stringent personalities in AA here have run everyone off.
"No more meetings?" Rosa asked as I got back in my car.
"Only on Thursday and Sunday nights," I replied.
"We can always go to NA Tuesday and Thursday nights," Rosa told me.
I grumbled something about wanting to attend AA meetings. I really shouldn't grumble about NA. They are a young, growing and vibrant group of people seeking sobriety. I just never had a problem with drugs and feel like an interloper going.
It has been so nice to have my car back. Rosa and I were both astonished that there was no damage to my car at all. It drives just as good as ever. I am going to hit the ground running tomorrow and look for jobs. It is all I have talked about today -- working a job and making money. Rosa is growing tired of it.
"I wish someone would just give you a job so you would shut up," she told me earlier today.
I just smiled as we drove by Fat Albert's to pick up an employment application.