[ WP ] Tomorrow you have a perfect day . Give me a detailed report of how everything worked out exactly as planned

2015/12/07, Monday, 2230 
 
 Today was n't really that bad. Like, at all. 
 
 I woke up on time, without my alarm at 0530. I walked downstairs to the shed in my short shorts and a jacket because it was chilly, but since it's SoCal, it was n't too cold. I took my roller and theraband down and moved the chairs to give me some elbow room. I did my morning stretching and warmup exercises. Because I got my court card signed with 5 meetings already, I do n't have anywhere to be until 0800, when I go to probation to pee. That gives me plenty of time to hydrate enough to where I do n't have to worry about stage fright and the frustration from not being able to piss while being watched. 
 
 After my stretches, I went inside and made some oatmeal and threw some frozen berries in there. Got ta make it healthy!: D I made some coffee, which was risky to do before probation, but it was nice and quiet this morning, and if anything, before I pee, I'll make sure it's not too diluted. The berries should take care of that anyway. I took a shower, and changed into some decent looking clothes, because YOU NEVER KNOW WHEN YOUR FUTURE EX-WIFE IS EYEING YOUR STYLE. 
 
 I went to probation, but still did n't have to pee, so I went to court next door to see Julie, my case worker. She's cool, and I do n't mind seeing her first thing on a Monday. Especially when I have n't done anything for her to nit-pick at. We talked for about a half hour, I was the first one in the door, so there was no wait. She gave me some good advice for keeping a positive attitude, and I listened. I wonder what kind of guy scored her as a fiancé? Lucky dude, I tell ya hwat. Maybe some day I'll…. whoa, do n't get carried away here. Women like that are way out of your league. But maybe some day I'll get within the league… Ah, whatever, time will tell. 
 
 So I went to probation, showed Darryl my court card, which I TOTALLY FOUND yesterday by freaking chance! Lucky me, I'll be in compliance this week. I peed in the cup, no trouble, no strain. With that, I left and was done with my weekly check-in by 0930. Not too bad for a Monday so far. 
 
 Then I had Drawing at 1430. That gave me 5 hours to start and make decent progress on the self portrait final we have due on Wednesday. And the Charcoal still life we have due the same day. So I spent the first couple of hours doing the Still Life, just to show some progress on it, and the rest of the time was nice and stress free to do a relaxed self-portrait. At 1400, I biked to school, and no cars tried to hit me. I even made it to the intersections without having to wait for crosswalks or green lights. Right on. 
 
 Got to class, docked around with the still life. Talked a little bit with Nicole, who is also totally awesome. That was kind of a dull three hours, just drawing and erasing and some chit chat. I wanted to go to the Vet office during break or after class, but I only had an hour to study for the Geology final with Christine. So I did n't want to limit the study time I had to her presence, so I got a room in the library, texted her, and studied until she showed and then we quizzed each other. Felt pretty confident. 
 
 1830, got to class, and the test looked exactly like the study guide we had used to study. Sweet, now I know this'll be a breeze. Knocked out 100 questions in the first half hour of class, and then went over everything just to make sure I did n't rush it. Yup, everything looks good. I guess we'll see how good it really was in about a week. Turned it in, walked out, and it was only 1930. 
 
 God, now what? My curfew is n't until 2200. Hmm.. AA meeting, or study for more tests? Well, I know that I can do 5 meetings in 4 days. So I could do a meeting on Friday like I usually do, 2 on Saturday, one on Sunday, and one on Monday morning before I check in. Then I can worry about finals and studying until then, since I have finals until Thursday night. Yeah, works for me. 
 
 So I came home, grabbed my Geography map of Mexico because that was the one I was most confident in, took it to Starbucks, and did a couple of online quizzes to make sure I knew what I was doing. Once I got comfortable, I went to get a coffee and do some Anthropology review. Rachel, the cute one that usually ends up taking my order gave me 4 honey packets without me having to ask. So you could say things between us are getting pretty serious. Oh wait, I have a girlfriend now. Shit. 
 
 After I did all of the Anthropology terms and answered the study guide questions without notes, what I call a blind study guide, I grabbed my shit and came home. Now it was 2150, and I'm not used to having nothing to do at this time, and I'm wide awake. So I got my book, Once A Warrior, Always A Warrior, and read the chapter on Acceptance. Last time I tried reading this was on the bus coming back from Long Beach, and I got about three paragraphs in and shut the book to get back to the external distractions that occupy my mind and keep me from thinking about all of my flaws and how terrible of a person I think I am. That's usually how it goes, I'm either a God or a Beggar. 
 
 But today, I was just Matt. Matthew. I'm thinking of going by my middle name. It sounds more grown up than Matt. Ah, that's probably a terrible idea. I should save that name for when I actually feel like a grown up instead of aspire to be one. 
 
 And now I'm writing this all down in my journal that I've had for almost two years. It's just this old composition notebook. Almost time to get a new one. 
 
 I need to look for somewhere to live. My voucher expires at the end of January. Once school's over, I'll be able to do that full time, but right now, at least until Thursday, I need to focus 100 % on Finals preparation. 
 
 Today was a good day. Not bad for a Monday at least. 
 
 Wonder what bad thing is going to obliterate the elation I feel? 
 
 I'll probably get sanctioned and be in jail during a Final. Then all the work this semester will have been for nothing. My GPA will fall again, and I wo n't be able to make it into Honors classes. 
 
 Whoa, getting a little dark. 
 
'Give me a break, it's Monday!' 
 
 Yeah yeah. Anyway, I'm hoping that all this stuff goes smooth this week. As it does, I hope I'll make some progress on my transition from PTSD stricken alcoholic wreck with a chip on his shoulder and an ego bigger than his resentments to a more whole and content version of Matt. Journaling helps. Talking with Rick helps. Hopefuly the Combat Vet AA group can take off here soon, because it's a lot easier to confide in people who understand the dynamic nature of what brought us into recovery than it is a suburban soccer mom with too much money and time on her hands to enjoy just one glass of over-priced wine. 
 
'Sounds like a resentment!' 
 
 I know. At least now it's on paper. 
 
 Anyway, I'm going to bed. Fingers crossed for waking up on time for the Geography make up day tomorrow. And God, I hope Jeff is n't talking on his phone all night to sluts on POF. Or yelling at his little shooter game on his phone. 
 
 2300 I should be able to get 8 hours of sleep and still not have to rush in the morning. 
 
 Here's to that. 
 
 Out.
