Work, Recovery, and a Few Triggers

Hubby is working today. I think working on Sundays should be against the law, but until then he has to do what he has to do. He will be working weekends alot from now until September. He works at our city's parks and recreation department and they host alot of baseball and soccer tournaments each weekend during the summer. It gets very tiresome for him and very stressful for me. By the end of July (if it even takes that long), I will be exhausted. I admire all of you single mothers out there. I don't know how you do it.

Now, for those of you who remember, we are trying to whittle down on our debt so the overtime is great, but how much is time with your family worth? We just all take a deep breath this time of year and hope we make it through.

I have to tell you hubby has not been to his SA group for two weeks now. And as far as I know, no one has even called to check on him. But I would not be surprised if they had and hubby just didn't tell me. He may very well miss it this week too as I have ladies meeting at church on the same night his group meets. He's never missed this much since the beginning of his recovery.

I can't say it's not by choice, though. He is considering stopping going altogether. Thanks for all of your words of warning against this-I took them all very seriously.

He does attend Celebrate Recovery on Sunday nights and he seems to really like it. He hopes going to CR once a week will sustain/further his recovery. But like I said in an earlier post, we will just have to wait and see.

I noticed this time of year is a major trigger for me for a few reasons.

1. One is the above-mentioned extra time away from home for hubby. He works sometimes 7 to 14 days straight, and when there are games being played, there are women crawling all over the place. Eye candy.
   
2. The second is the fact that the last several slip-ups he has had has occurred on a computer at work. Refer to number one.
   
3. The third is the weather. What? The weather? Yeah, the weather. It is warmer, people are out in their yards, people are walking/jogging around the neighborhood, people are out cutting their grass. And the warmer it gets, the less clothing they wear. (Okay, in the former sentence, change"people" to "women".

I realized last week that my stomach gets tied up when we go outside to enjoy the evening. I really hate that. I feel like we need to stay locked up in our house to avoid any temptation (but oh yeah, the TV, the internet, ugggghhh).