George agreed last night to stop drinking today. It took a lot of peer pressure, but he’s done it once and can do it again. I need his help and friendship. He has been trying to hide his drinking from his mother and told me it had grown entirely too tiresome. I smiled. I know that feeling all too well from being an active alcoholic and being married for two years. I used to hide my bottles everywhere around the house and would eat toothpaste to hide the smell.
I slept well last night. Dad was in another great mood lavishing Maggie with attention. I also managed to get dad to remember to bring me a birthday card for mom. I felt much better. I can’t do much for her under my current living situation, but i could at least give her a card telling her how much I love her. I asked mom what she does with her days last night on the phone and she discouraged me from going her route.
“I sleep all the time,” she said. “I sleep all night then just lay in bed all day until late in the evening and I read books. TV completely doesn't interest me.”
“I want to emulate you, though,” I replied. “You seem to do so well most days and me and you are a lot alike.”
Mom chuckled. “Yes, we are a lot alike. I still don’t suggest sleeping your life away, though.”
I sighed. Back to the drawing board. I listen to entirely too much radio these days. I spend most of my days pacing the floor as I listen to old shows of Coast to Coast AM. I got a Streamlink subscription for Christmas for a year. I will get tired and then lay down on the bed to watch Twitter and listen to more radio. Then up and at it I am again pacing the floor. It does get old, though. My legs can grow to feel like Jell-O.