Alcoholics of "Jorja"

Careful what you wish for,my friends....


I woke up one morning 6 years ago, and there were no beer cans or liquor bottles to discard. I could actually get to the sink to fill my coffee pot without having to wash last nights party dishes first. what a joy. Dang! It is nice to step out on the patio enjoy the peace and quiet,just me Bonnie, and Clyde.

They don't drink coffee they are my two standard poodles ever at my side but they do not leave remnants of guest they entertain endlessly. They will leave an occasional toy here and there ,and on occasion they will read the words slap off a book. They are fun to watch as they run, play, and enjoy the morning, and the acre yard.

As the days go by the ritual is set morning coffee outside watching the dogs play there is no reason to tip toe because hangovers abound. Though for the longest time I continued to buy asprin but there is not anyone here that requires it.Yes, it is peaceful ,and quiet in this house there is no conversation, while Bonnie and Clyde are exceptional animals they will not ever master the art of conversing though they do bark, and try.They have been great company, and they in fact are.

How should I have made it without them.

At night, no longer are people coming, and going all hours bringing in brown bags, and cases of beer, or wines to leave empty bottles for me to pick up as I try to keep an eye on my good crystal wine glasses .In fact in 6 years no one comes in and out. It was such a relief to get away from the party crowd the piano playing all hours people jumping in, and out of the pool. I am now an authorized user on the remote control, and not only may I choose what program to watch I can also hear it. I find it wonderful not to have to nod, and smile be polite as I listen to the stories I hear over, and over as they stand before me destroying not only my life, and property but my friendship as well,and possibly my marriage.

I am finally safe in going to the store to acquire something I might need as there is no longer a person in a drunken stupor insisting they can drive better drunk than most people sober. No longer do I have to get up in the wee hours to turn off lights shining in the bedroom window because someone went to bed so drunk they didn't realize the lights were on.When I go to bed I turn the lights out, and finally for the first time in many years I am allowed to fall asleep in total darkness.

Only, now I leave a night light on..as the darkness here in the country of southeast Georgia is very dark . I am so reminded of the song the night the lights went out in Georgia...For most of the time as I try to find my way alone it feels as though I am walking in darkness.

Yes, it has been six long years of peace, and quiet and I must say.... the silence is deafening.

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Ashantina 5 years ago

Silence can be a pleasure or a pain. And its sometimes forced upon us, for us to acknowledge who we really are... and to get clear on what it is we really 'need' [not want] in our lives.....


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jorja kick 5 years ago from southeast georgia Author

yes you are so right lady..I really had no choice actually ..sanity and all..lol


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dallaswriter 5 years ago from North Carolina

Just made coffee and the kids are off to school....come on over and let's chit chat. I think there is much I can learn from you:) voted up, awesome and useful!


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Nikki49 5 years ago from Woodruff,S.C.

The new found silence can be deafening. After reading your rendition of years of unwanted drunken partying into the wee hours of the morning, I would think the sounds of silence are music to your ears.

The indiscretions of the alcohol dependent are elaborately detailed in your account of years past living with an alcoholic.

The piano playing is one of my fondest memories as a youth growing up in a quiet town inNortheastern Connecticut. My mom would play and sing to entertain my Dad's drunken buddies… same scenario as yours.

My dad eventually lost most his drunken friends due to his tendency to become mean at a certain point in his drunken stupor.

My mom stopped playing which is what I missed most of all.

But the drunk parties well…. that I didn't

Enjoy your new found freedoms Jorja! You'll come to love the sounds of silence. you can now sit out on your patio and enjoy the sounds of nature out there in the quiet countryside of southeast Georgia.


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jorja kick 5 years ago from southeast georgia Author

dallaswriter you are exactly what i need..too bad we aren't close enough to share a pot of coffee and do just that! the air waves shall have to do..thanks for stopping by.

jorja


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jorja kick 5 years ago from southeast georgia Author

good morning nikki you are right of course the good out ways the bad or I should have stayed in west palm beach!!!

but sometimes...like after a long day of ..cutting grass,when we always had lawn maintenance ..well you know how it goes..lol

thanks for the comment as usual even your comments surpass what I can write..lol


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No_Clue 5 years ago

jorja, again, I could have written this and related more than I would like to admit! I so remember wishing for silence when my boys were around and fighting non-stop...When they all grew up and left the nest, I found myself in "culture shock"! Silence has its golden moments just like anything else, but too much of anything is not good...you sure did stir up the memories, here! Hugs to you!


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jorja kick 5 years ago from southeast georgia Author

I guess we all go thru some of this ..you have to be careful what ya wish for as in my case you might get too much of it..lol

thanks for the comment..

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