I've decided to take a break from blogging. Not sure how long I'll be gone. Just wanted to let you know, so you don't keep coming back here to find nothing new.

Beautiful day in the neighborhood

Wow! What a beautiful day it was today! Of course I spent most of it (7:30am - 3:30pm) inside working at a swim meet, but I got out in time to enjoy the rest of it!

Tomorrow is going to be even better. Sunny, low 70s. Love it. Well, except for the Asian Bettle Bugs. They look like lady bugs, but aren't as nice.

Oh, and the kids did very well at the meet too!

How was your day/weekend?

redux redux redux

Yup, here we go again. I want to *sigh*, but right now I'm just pissed.

Well, I'm seeing a pattern here. Whenever I do something that shows hope for possible long term sobriety, he f***s it up.

Yes, I said the f word. Well, sort of.

The latest? I just signed up to be a chaperone on a swim meet trip to Indy for Devon. Of course that would mean leaving Marisa behind. She does have a meet as well that weekend. I talked with Don and expressed my concerns, and he kinda blew me off, saying something to the effect of "We'll have to deal with this concern for the rest of my life." I should have followed my gut and not signed up. My friend who I've confided in, who is married to a recovering alcoholic said that to me too. But my typically optimistic self ignored my possible concerns, and proceeded anyway. Now I'm in a pickle. He relapsed this past weekend, and lied about it when all 3 of us could clearly see.

Oh, and last night I told him to get this fixed or get out. Today I will tell him again, in more specific terms. I just have to figure out what those specific terms are. Cause I can't back down.

I plan on being poor rather soon, as he will lose his job, since he signed an agreement to stay sober. Unless he can somehow overcome this lapse without his boss finding out. Yeah. Sure.

Damn, I hate it when I become cynical. It really pisses me off.