Day 3 - can't get enough sleep

Made it through another day yesterday.  I went to a meeting at 10:30 then spent the rest of the afternoon reading.  At 4:30 I was supposed to leave to go to another meeting that previously was my home group at 5:30.  But I thought about it, checked in with myself to see how I felt about even going, and I decided not to go, as that was the meeting that generated some drama recently regarding gossip, cliques, the "cool" girls and their rejection of others not deemed cool enough or recovered enough (ie. me).  So I thought "why the fuck am I gonna go sit in a room for an hour surrounded by a bunch of judgmental bitches, not feel safe and accepted in a recovery environment, and also not feel comfortable or safe enough to share if I need to share?'  So I decided to not subject myself to that and ended up taking a nap instead.  I ended sleeping a full 9 hours last night too and I'm still tired now, which is to be expected in the first few days after getting clean off of my drug of choice, because all I want to do is eat, sleep, eat some more, and then sleep some more.
I already went to one meeting today (the 10:30 again), but am planning on checking out a new meeting tonight at 7 at The Rooms called Language of the Heart.  According to a friend of mine, this meeting is off the fucking hook and it's fucking packed every week and every week she's gone it has packed a powerful punch.  So I'm excited to check out a new meeting.  Don't get me wrong, my usual 6:30 meeting at the VA building on Wednesdays is still good...but it's kind of droll, as are the attendees.  No judgment, just...an observation.
Additionally, I'm still plagued by cravings and thoughts of my drug of choice.  Even knowing full well that it will only make me lonely and miserable, for some fucked up reason, I'm still craving it.  I know this will pass and that these feelings (as are are all feelings) are only temporary.  I just have to sit through them long enough to not act on them and fuck shit up again.  Because, as I've said before, that's what I know how to do best:  fuck shit up.
I know that, for right now, and at least for another week, I'm just going to need to take it easy, rest a lot, eat when I'm hungry, nap/sleep when I'm tired, make it to as many meetings as I can, get talking to my friends and support group again, and don't get spun in between all that.  Like, even shaving/trimming my beard is overwhelming right now.  I need to do some trimming and re-shave my head, but I don't even have the energy or motivation to do that.  In fact, a nap is probably in order here shortly.  I've done the whole meth detox thing before, and this is how it goes.  I can't wait to feel normal again.