(My main journal entry from this morning seems to have disappeared through the magic of DS.  Because of that, I am reprinting it here.)   9:30 AM –M.S.T.   It snowed yesterday afternoon, evening, and all night.  Upon waking up this morning, I thought we had about six inches of snow.  That is not a lot for some people, but it will bring me to a dead stop as far as going anywhere.  Fortunately, I do not have anything scheduled until Friday morning.   Despite the snow, I did manage to go to my Relapse Prevention Group last night.  After it was over, I decided that it had been a complete waste of time.  Of all the different groups I have attended in almost two years, this is definitely the worst one I have ever attended.  I am not alone in feeling this way.  Another one of the members spoke to me after the meeting, and he felt the same way.  The leader of our group informed us that our group is going to be discontinued in the very near future.  I do not know what I will do then, if anything.  As of today, I am planning on leaving that decision to the psychiatrist who prescribes all of my medicine.  I will be seeing him in about two or three weeks.  He should be able to come up with something -- if he can stay awake that long.   My sister's son-in-law is having his gallbladder removed this afternoon.  I have been told that this is usually a routine operation, but it seems like his is somewhat more serious since his gallbladder has already collapsed.  I suspect that I will spend most of the day waiting to hear the outcome of his surgery.   Quotes of Happiness:   “Happiness lies in our own backyard, but it’s probably well hidden by crabgrass.”   Dell Crossword Puzzles