So two vicodin yesterday and it took one and a half for me to sleep "some" last night.  I was up at 4:00 and decided to just get up and see if I get tired again.  I've still obsessed about mother.  It seems my mind needs a "statement" to give - although I realize that R is right that she probably hasn't even noticed I'm opting out.  SO this is it:  I choose to spend my time around people who value my opinion, who trust me, and who don't think I'm an addict.  (I really want to add "and people who don't get drunk every night of their lives" but that's seems a bit mean spirited)  Church was nice, connected with J, then dinner with church buddies.  I am not alone. 2/23 two vicodin, one and half valium