I moved…across town. That’s what has been keeping me über busy this past week. Technically I’m in the same city, but at least it’s a different zip code. You know how addicts sometimes have to move away from their addictions towards recovery? Well…

I have an addictive personality.

However, it tends to manifest itself in simple things: bread & coffee rather than jazz & booze. I also google obsessively — about everything. So, I try to keep the stalkerish habits to a minimum. But it’s really really difficult to break bad habits. I should know, I’ve been a nail biter for 10+ years. Addiction is a cycle and it’s time to break the cycle of bad boys, bad relationships, and bad bread. Because I found myself in the bakery yesterday, the last hour before closing and there was a 50% off basket full of bread goodies — things that were obviously being discounted because it was no longer “good”. I stopped myself from buying into the 2-for-1 deal because I’m better than that. I deserve fresh hot straight from the oven bread, damnit!

It’s time for relationship rehab. Sex addicts in rehabilitation have ground rules: no masturbation, no seductive behavior, and of course, no sex. What does this translate to for me? No relationships…at least for a day/week/maybe month, and definitely none with douchey boys.