Let'em In

As sung by Paul McCartney

Someone's knockin' at the door
Somebody's ringin' the bell
Someone's knockin' at the door
Somebody's ringin' the bell
Do me a favor,
Open the door and let 'em in(repeat)

Sister Suzie, brother John,
Martin Luther, Phil And Don,
Brother Michael, Auntie Gin,
Open the door,let 'em in.
Sister Suzi, brother John,
Martin Luther, Phil and Don,
Uncle Ernie,Auntie Gin
open the door, let em in

Someone's knockin' at the door
Somebody's ringin' the bell
Someone's knockin' at the door
Somebody's ringin' the bell
Do me a favor,open the door and let em in
oo yeah let em in

Sister Suzi, brother John,
Martin Luther, Phil and Don, ooo
Uncle Ernie,Uncle Ian
open the door let em in

Someone's knockin' at the door
Somebody's ringin' the bell
Someone's knockin' at the door
Somebody's ringin' the bell
Do me a favor,open the door and let em in
yeah yeah yeah

I have no idea why this song popped into my head this morning except that it sure did go along with the top from this week's Awakening group. The topic is compassion, which has a lot to do with acceptance.

Hey, I'm struggling with some things right now. I'm not sure what they have to do with the song or the topic but I need to talk about them with someone. Thankfully I have a therapy session this week.

My ex called, that's weirded me out.
I've agreed to sponsor Becky which seems odd to me because she has more time in the program than I do. I've also agreed to go with her to Al-Anon Day this next weekend even though I'm not really looking forward to it. I just don't fit in with that group and would rather not go. I only offered because Becky seems to terrified of helping with the workshop.
Elyce is calling a lot and it is very obvious that she's put my name out there as being somehow responsible for helping with her finances. Shit! I don't even have a job and I'm living on an unemployment check. I have just enough to take care of me. I'm a little annoyed by this. Then when I offer her some suggestions about what to do in her situation she ignores me and continues to dig herself in deeper. I was there once. I know how she feels but even I knew when to step off of the merry-go-round.