HAVING FUN YET?
. . . we aren’t a glum lot. If newcomers could see no
joy or fun in our existence, they wouldn’t want it. We
absolutely insist on enjoying life. We try not to
indulge in cynicism over the state of the nations, nor
do we carry the world’s troubles on our shoulders.
ALCOHOLICS ANONYMOUS , p. 132
When my own house is in order, I find the different
parts of my life are more manageable. Stripped from
the guilt and remorse that clocked my drinking years,
I am free to assume my proper role in the universe,
but this condition requires maintenance. I should stop
and ask myself, Am I having fun yet? If I find
answering that question difficult or painful, perhaps
I’m taking myself too seriously – and finding it
difficult to admit that I’ve strayed from my practice
of working the program to keep my house in order. I
think the pain I experience is one way my Higher Power
has to get my attention, coaxing me to take stock of
my performance. The slight time and effort it takes to
work the program – a spot-check inventory, for example,
or the making of amends, whatever is appropriate – are
well worth the effort.