My Seattle Do-Over Continues…

Last evening we enjoyed an evening at the Moore Theatre – oldest theatre in Seattle I am told – taking in the hugely talented Seattle Rock Symphony. What a show, what an evening. Once again, as I wrote about yesterday I could not help but reflect on the last time I was at the Moore Theatre watching this symphony. I arrived already buzzed and very concerned about whether there would be wine available. I stood in a HUGE lineup even though my husband thought we did not require anymore to drink at that moment. When it was almost my turn to be served, the theatre lights starting flashing to indicate that the show was about to begin and that the audience needed to get to their seats ASAP. I could feel my heart begin to pound as I read the rules that the only beverage allowed in the theatre was water. In a full stress response, I ordered my red wine in a pathetic plastic cup – does anyone enjoy drinking outa those things – and saw that my kids and husband were anxious to get to their seats. I told them to go on ahead. I took that little plastic cup of wine and shot it like a college kid on Spring Break. So damn sad. Following that classy display, I sheepishly found my seat with my family. Throughout the show my eyes were droopy and sometimes I would be startled by head nodding off. I could hardly wait until intermission but I knew I would have to be super stealthy to beat the line. I waited impatiently for the signal. I wanted another glass of wine. Now. Damn show. Interrupting my drinking time. When I sensed that intermission was imminent, I very clumsily shot my way over knees, rudely making my way out to the aisle. I crashed into one man in my rush and while I apologized profusely, he was clearly annoyed. I did not care. I had to get there. I was obsessed with obtaining my next glass of wine…

Flash forward two years to last evening. We arrived. I needed nothing to drink as we had just finished a lovely meal paired with an Italian sparkling water served in a beautiful glass, garnished with a wedge of fresh lemon. We found our seats and I was mesmerized by the music, the crowd, the talent, the conductor and the pure energy in the room. No droopy eyes. No head bobbing. No preoccupation with intermission. I was in the moment and fully present to the unbelievable talent performing for an appreciative audience. When intermission did arrive, I was glad to stretch my legs but anxious to take in the second half of the show. During the second half, I was delighted to find myself I up and dancing in the aisle – David Bowie’s “Let’s Dance” has that effect on me 🙂 It was an incredible evening. I like being the woman who attended last night’s show so much more. I have compassion for the woman I used to be but man, I sure would not wanna be her anymore. I missed the whole show last time as a result of my obsession. Sobriety rocks – especially at a rock concert. And the gifts keep coming…

Published by: shineshine100

I am a woman who realized that alcohol was taking the joy and vibrancy out of my life. It was an old, fickle friend who turned on me. I needed to let the habit go. Simple but not easy. This blog and the connections I made here helped. A lot. And for that I will always be grateful. Without wine, I have created a beautiful and deeply meaningful life. I am now a certified recovery coach helping others create their own beautiful lives... Thanks for stopping by!

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5 thoughts on “My Seattle Do-Over Continues…”

  1. I like her too!
    I had similar experiences. I honestly thought I hated theatre and concerts.
    Turns out I hated anything that interrupted my drinking.

    I love concerts. I love theatre.

    Have a great day.

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