This morning my wife and I woke up extra early and set up a garage sale.  I was just as much in support of this was as she was.  But as we went about setting up I fell into an old pattern of thinking in which my attitude shifted to criticism.  Then a neighbor backed into her van which was parked across the street from his house.  I immediately blamed my wife.  Fortunately I resisted getting angry about this and turned my thoughts to acceptance.  I tried to remember that in accordance with God's will it was my duty to be a supportive husband.  I tried to think of it as an unfortunate little bump in the car which the insurance will cover.

The garage sale went well and we made a little money to help pay the bills.  Thanks be to God.

This afternoon I began to be aware of a tragic situation, a good friend of mine may have relapsed.  This should have been around the time of his 8th year anniversary of sobriety.

Several times over the past few days I have noticed small moments of perforations in my faith.  Times when I sensed in my mind the idea of thinking about recovery from character defects in purely biological terms.  I found much security and comfort when I sought and received revival of belief.

I got to go to a meeting tonight.  we talked about the personal examination and breaking our demands and dependencies.

On the way home I thought about whether I should go and pay a surprise visit to my friend.  I sought God's will and felt an intuition to go but didn't act on that.  I questioned myself later and then remembered where the Big Book says "Don't deal with him when he is very drunk, unless he is ugly and the family needs your help. Wait for the end of the spree, or at least for a lucid interval."

Thanks be to God.