Yes, my hubby and I are still struggling and I am trying to find the humor in it, which is how I deal with most of my life. Well that and drinking. It started on the12th of February when I came home drunk. Keep in mind I have not been drunk since I joined MWO on January 18 and my family has been ecstatic with the change in my drinking overall. Hell, I have been ecstatic with the changes in my drinking. I think the disappointment in my slip was just too much for the hubby to take. I think he thought that this time was it. I think he is right and this time is it.
This year for Valentine's Day I got my hubby a weekend in a very romantic room for two in Cripple Creek, Colorado. You see, he loves to play Texas Hold Um and Cripple Creek is a gambling town. Here is a link to the room for a little perspective: Roman Suite | Triple Crown Casinos
A little bit about playing Texas Hold Um in Colorado.
For reasons that I do not yet understand, Colorado's casinos are alive with people who are, well, older. It is not unusual to see a little gray-haired old lady pushing her oxygen tank to the next slot machine with her plastic bucket of nickels. The other sight you see, especially at the poker table, is people who could stand to lose a few pounds. Actually not just a few pounds, but many pounds, like about as many pounds as a side of beef might weigh. There is one woman who has to have the pit boss pull her chair back when she wants to leave. Then she leans forward, then back, then forward further, then back, then forward even further, then back and finally forward with momentum and up and out of the chair! I swear I am not making that up.
Then there is the penguin. Well, only I refer to him as the penguin, here is why. When he sits at the poker table, he has to sit sideways as he does not fit facing the table. In addition, his belly hangs down outside of his pants and shirt as it just does not fit inside. He is tall, probably about 6'. He is shaped like a penguin and he even waddles back and forth and back and forth when he walks.
My hubby left last night for our romantic weekend in Cripple Creek. I am at home, being very sad and then grouchy and then sad and then grouchy and then sad. I am having a very hard time finding the humor in all of this. He said he just needs time, but why does he need it in our romantic room for two? Why do I have to stay home? I didn't even get anything for Valentine's Day. I tried to have a rum and juice last night after he packed and left, but I after I made it I couldn't drink it. It smelled awful. Thank goodness for the topo!!! Yes, reading topographic maps is really helping a lot. See, that is not even funny. I just cannot get there.
I know that I have to stop drinking for me. I have come so far and I have no intention of stopping. I am committed this time and I have found my "mean-it" voice. I really do hope this time away works for him and we can find our loving relationship again. And I hope I can find the forgiveness for him after leaving me out of our romantic weekend for two. That bathtub looks pretty relaxing.
This year for Valentine's Day I got my hubby a weekend in a very romantic room for two in Cripple Creek, Colorado. You see, he loves to play Texas Hold Um and Cripple Creek is a gambling town. Here is a link to the room for a little perspective: Roman Suite | Triple Crown Casinos
A little bit about playing Texas Hold Um in Colorado.
For reasons that I do not yet understand, Colorado's casinos are alive with people who are, well, older. It is not unusual to see a little gray-haired old lady pushing her oxygen tank to the next slot machine with her plastic bucket of nickels. The other sight you see, especially at the poker table, is people who could stand to lose a few pounds. Actually not just a few pounds, but many pounds, like about as many pounds as a side of beef might weigh. There is one woman who has to have the pit boss pull her chair back when she wants to leave. Then she leans forward, then back, then forward further, then back, then forward even further, then back and finally forward with momentum and up and out of the chair! I swear I am not making that up.
Then there is the penguin. Well, only I refer to him as the penguin, here is why. When he sits at the poker table, he has to sit sideways as he does not fit facing the table. In addition, his belly hangs down outside of his pants and shirt as it just does not fit inside. He is tall, probably about 6'. He is shaped like a penguin and he even waddles back and forth and back and forth when he walks.
My hubby left last night for our romantic weekend in Cripple Creek. I am at home, being very sad and then grouchy and then sad and then grouchy and then sad. I am having a very hard time finding the humor in all of this. He said he just needs time, but why does he need it in our romantic room for two? Why do I have to stay home? I didn't even get anything for Valentine's Day. I tried to have a rum and juice last night after he packed and left, but I after I made it I couldn't drink it. It smelled awful. Thank goodness for the topo!!! Yes, reading topographic maps is really helping a lot. See, that is not even funny. I just cannot get there.
I know that I have to stop drinking for me. I have come so far and I have no intention of stopping. I am committed this time and I have found my "mean-it" voice. I really do hope this time away works for him and we can find our loving relationship again. And I hope I can find the forgiveness for him after leaving me out of our romantic weekend for two. That bathtub looks pretty relaxing.
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