Chickenwings by the way, I'm reading your posts above and still thinking of you. I'm taking strength from you today.
So this Friday and yesterday followed the same pattern. It's really hot and sunny this weekend and last night DH said we should do something, go out somewhere today (Sunday) and I thought that would be good, so we were going to (his words) 'get up early, get picnic stuff, we'll get a disposable barbie and head off to (nice day out place)'. He crashes on the sofa 8pm, I go to bed at 11pm. Wake up this morning to him getting out of bed at 9am, he went through the house and then "psssshhhtt" I hear a can of Stella being opened. He had 2 left from last night. I think 'detach' and put my head on the pillow, try not to let it annoy/upset me. I got up for the toilet 15 mins later and to make a cuppa and "pssshhhtt" again.
Well. I couldn't help myself and walked through to the living room and asked what the hell was he thinking? Blah blah argument where he says I'm overreacting, that I haven't stopped smoking, that I'm boring, and I tell him this is the behaviour of an alcoholic whether he thinks so or not. I said that's it, you've had your warnings, I'm out.
I am looking after my sister's cats while she's on hols for 2 weeks. I packed and told him (he's busy cooking barbeque food at 10am and telling me it's for our picnic today :() that I was going to my sister's for the 2 weeks she's away. He had the really really heartbroken face on but was still saying I'm overreacting, it's my fault he's drinking. He drank more before he met me 10 years ago and I told him so; I said if it wasn't for him wanting to stay with me he would be ten times worse. Looking at him then I think he believes and knows that is true. But he's proud, he's cornered, he's had 2 cans and he must be angry (although he never acted it). I made sure he had money for power and food until next payday, this out of the money he's just given me from his wage for bills/petrol/food etc. Then I took my bags of clothes and toiletries etc and gave him a lift to the shop and back for electricity, before leaving and now I'm at my sister's.
I said in the car this is your decision. In 2 weeks my sister will be back and I'm coming back home. You're going to admit you have a problem with drink and get help for it, either AA or counselling of some sort. Or you're going to decide it's me that has a problem, that your life as it is now with the alcohol etc is normal and the way you want to be; in which case you have to accept that I cannot and will not live like that any longer and we divorce.
His mum's not well and I said to him he might want to speak to his boss about time off (probably not possible) and go look after her for a while (he does all the cooking. I can but hate doing it.) He could cook for her and his dad every night and think about this and our relationship. It would be nice if he did that but I don't see the work letting him off.
I wonder how I feel about all this. I am numb emotionally and have no idea what is going to happen now. I hope I don't break down especially at work like I did last year. But this time I was and am in control of the situation so hopefully I will be fine at work? Oh I just don't know. What can I do right now to make myself feel better? I think I will go for a sleep if I can (my favourite coping mechanism!).
Thanks if anyone's read this. I hope and pray you're all doing well. Thanks chickenwings and Attilla and Ready and Ginnnny for inspiration and support, big hugs needed here but I won't tell if anyone gives me one, I'll be discreet :)