Storm in a Wine Glass

I have no idea who she is, but she didn’t cancel the interview when she found out it was a group assessment that would involve a presentation. Not only that, she turned up and stayed. The weirdest thing of all, she forgot to get nervous, tremble and get palpitations when she was to present her part of the group exercise. I don’t know that I want the job if I were to be offered the role, but today was yet another little victory. Hurrah!

Another victory of today was opening the letter that arrived from CSN, the Swedish student loan thingy. These letters would go straight in the bin. I’d also not bother making payments, using the excuse that CSN are idiots who calculate huge payments but failing to take into account that those just weren’t possible for me during some of the single mum years. This is partly true, but had I not spent money on booze you can bet your bottom krona that I would have been able to. As a result, the debt grew and grew and eventually CSN were very cross and I had to face reality. Well. I’ve now spent two and a half years catching up with the amounts I’d fallen behind on, and in a week I’m making the last of those and will be all squared. Not debt free, but up to date and paying like a normal, good little Swede who went to uni. This isn’t really recovery related, but it’s still a sign of being on top of things, getting things right and not putting scary letters in the bin. These days I open them, and because I open them they have turned into letters that make me feel good because I’ve faced everything and done things right.

Third victory of today: Bambino has a job. On his own initiative and he spent an afternoon handing in his little CV-letter to a bunch of local businesses. It just a paper round for which he will be paid peanuts and will be a stinker to do at 6am in the rain and the cold, but the victory is that he wants to get experience and once he’s got one person to give him a reference he can move on to something a little better. He starts Friday. My little munchkin.

Fourth victory: Hubby is back home any second now from a work trip.

The fifth is – as always – the best of them all:

Today I’m not going to drink.