Survive alive

I survive the second week of classes.  They really are starting to fall in place now.  I still have not sold a car this week, but I have not been putting in the extra hours as of yet.  The MD that did my evaluation is in the process of calling everyone he needs to verify my sobriety.  I am hoping this gets to court before the end of the month.  I am not getting my hopes up, I have learned the downfall that can cause.  Had my power cut off again.  No big deal, there is not much food to throw out.  My mother helped out which is strange for her to do but none-the-less she did.  I am back in my apartment.  Finacial disaster is just waiting to pounce.  I have never been so close to being homeless.  It is a sobering thought for a sobering person.My oldest is suppose to Alcholyte (sp) sunday morning so I am hoping to see them in church.  It has been 4 months so we will see how it goes.  I know I will be so happy, but I am afraid of the saddness that will creep in after they ar gone.  One more week, one more day, one more hour, one more second. Day by day.  I still have my faith in my heavenly father.  I might not be eating steak tonight, but atleast I am sober enough to crave it!!!!