“Everybody’s Irish”

Pop quiz!
It wouldn’t be an American “holiday” without:

  1. boisterous, fuck-all binge drinking
  2. unabashedly paying top dollar for overpriced crap
  3. cultural misappropriation
  4. all of the above

St. Patrick’s Day is one of those magical celebrations that typically bears the hallmark of #4 there.

Raging alcoholic, age 21: “Awesome! Today everyone is doing the thing I do every day. Cheers to that!”
Self-aware & sober, age 25: “This literally has zero meaning for or bearing on my life.”

Want to know what I did to honor ‘tradition’?
– conscientiously wore clothing without a shade of green to it;
– popped in to the public library for a community discussion about addiction and recovery after work, but only stayed for a minute because then I;
– attended class #3 of 4 on Connecticut Boating Safety Laws, the completion of which will earn me a license to own & operate a vessel in this state.

Furthermore, there was a ‘happy hour’ in the office to round out business hours.  My downstairs workstation is located near the largest/emptiest fridge in the building, so about midday I was asked to help carry a couple of cases of beer down, to chill for the afternoon.

And that was not even remotely a problem.  How great is that?  No triggers, no cravings…just lending a helping hand, then back to work.  It is possible for alcohol to be no more than a passing, momentary thought.  I never thought this would be my life, but there it is: wholly possible, and in fact a reality.

Today’s gratitude: when I put in appearances in the conference room during the festivities, I was greeted with a rousing “Hey, there he is! Gotta have that beard in here!” by the company president.  Yes — I get to work in an environment where not only am I not forced to adhere to some trite corporate aesthetic, but where individuality is, in fact, encouraged.  As a creative at heart, this is huge for me.  And as for being offered a top-tier craft beer when I entered the room?  “Thank you! I’ve got my coffee here though, I’m all set with that…but do point me to the corned beef & cabbage!”

Happy (sober) St. Patty’s.  Lucky to be here to say that today.



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