Keep your keys close

Dr Marry and I have been talking about how we want to go forward with our content creation, if we go forward at all. As per usual, we’ve been talking about it for awhile, and then yesterday, we just jumped in and did a livestream. This is the first thing we have done together since we shipped the final post (9c) of our nine-week series on April 2, 2020.

Reality check: that was only three months and three days ago!

Anyway, we had this conversation yesterday about where we’re going, or at least where we’re thinking about going.

This conversation goes all over the place, particularly at the start. But I think that’s part of our “charm” (wishful thinking on my part, perhaps?). We are very real–whether the camera is on or off, and I think that’s part of what makes us relatable/compelling as writers/bloggers/speakers to couples who are struggling with addiction challenges.

  • Perfect? Nope, not us. (I hadn’t even showered before this)
  • Without niggly challenges? Nope, not us. (Eaten toast, anyone?)
  • Free of insecurities? Nope, not us. (Admittedly, not our best angle)
  • Excellent set up? Nope, not us. (Dog doing unmentionable things in her “private parts” during much of this)
  • In dire need of a producer? YUP, so us.

But in the midst of all of those “problems” or “failures” is a simple story about Dr Marry and his keys. A story he told me sometime in early May that has stuck with me, like so much of what he has casually said in these three+ years since he got sober.

I hope you’ll take a listen. I hope you’ll help us define what is next for us. I hope you might want to produce content for us for the price of some really good baking to get started with the promise of a salary when we “hit it big.”

But, in all seriousness, it we never hit it any bigger than what we have right now, this minute, we’ve already been more blessed than most people can even imagine, and for that, I am filled with eternal gratitude…even if I am still a little bitter about the toast!