Ellie, Ellie--Peyote chips? I've done my fair share of self medication, but have never done peyote...
I hadn't even consumed soda or caffeine before bed, so I don't think this is the case. Besides, I woke up with this dumb dream. I was tired from being in all those places!
Myrrh--I like that analogy, and think it's pretty observant. Good for you!
Mer and A--I think maybe the thing I don't do enough of that I USED TO THINK was bad was having time to do nothing. I no longer feel the need to constantly accomplish tasks, so I often use the time I would have spent doing them by calling friends, spending time on the BB, reading or snoozing.
These were all things that Mr. Wonderful would not have approved. If I was reading, that meant HE was in charge of the girls (bad, because he added that to his pile of resentments). Ditto on naps. Spending time with friends meant that I was not devoting my time to him.
Fortunately, he HAS changed in that regard. However, he's not home for me to put my words to the test. At least I think he's worked through the resentment.
I'm guessing the soda had to represent something neutral (unlike alcohol or drugs). It had to be something, that in moderation, was not bad--but in excess, is not good for me.
Thanks for pointing that out.
I don't need to turn into a serial root beer drinker now. Whew, that is a big relief!
"There are only 2 ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle."
