Gawdawful N.U.I.
Hi All!
I've been experiencing a state of being that is worth naming: N.U.I.;
N umb
U ninterested
I idleness.
I have assigned it degrees from Mild to Gawdawful.
During the past week or so, I have been experiencing the most serious form.
What follows might sound like a fine white whine. Not really meant to be. I'd throw a Pity Party but what if no one came?
No, this is just a sharing that is meant to be self-therapy rather than a projection of misery.
I've tried to order my days with scheduled activities. What has happened so far is that I picked a couple of chores -- loading and unloading the dishwasher and uncluttering/straightening and have become compulsive about them. I am also fattening up on pop, snacks and frozen entrees.
I think part of it is physical -- the liver damage keeps me low-functioning and easily tired. The meds and antidepressants probably play a role. A fair part is certainly due to the incredible void in my life left with the departure of beer, brandy and vodka.
The fact that I am confined to quarters, the place where I did 99% of my drinking, seems to be creating a perverse sense of loneliness.
It may also be that after 5 VERY eventful months during which I received gobs of attention, wanted or not, I am suddenly "back home" where the cards, letters and visitors have dried up. My support system is probably as burned out with me as I am myself.
It's gotten so that the arrival of the junkmailman and the phone calls from telemarketers are exciting parts of the day. I even look forward to Breathalizer Guy. Hey, a visitor is a visitor.
I've been slow to be honest about it, but the electronic House Arrest is getting to me. It's not so much that I can't get out to run errands or play NTN Trivia as it is the very unsubtle cigarette box-shaped transmitter strapped securely to my ankle and the mysterious black box hooked up to the phone reminding me that I am a convicted criminal and a really bad person.
As once quoteth Randy Moss after his own run in with the law, "Life ain't all peaches 'n cream."
I feel better already.
Cheers!