There's no place like home!

Shlomo24 wrote on 26 Jan 2017 18:29:

i am chasidish, i don't really listen to non-jewish music. i think it would trigger me "BIGLY'', as our new president is wont to say

thatslife wrote on 30 Jan 2017 14:34:

Isn't it ironic, don't you think?

Oops, that's a song as well.

Oops, you did it again

Sing are you still alive?

If you don't post I get worried that your truck got eaten by a monstah

Markz wrote on 31 Jan 2017 02:59:

Or perhaps by the Gomondwane Males.

I think he's doing what all of us would do if we were in the middle of summer
(Vacation!)
Love ya sing hope you are having fun!!

but it's in middle of the zman how can you go on vacation and leave us stranded  

but in all seriousness singer next time tell us unless you want us to come search for you

As long as he's not in Sing Sing 

Or sucked into a singularity 

POOOF. *sizzle*

I'm back!

That was my epic re-entrance.

Still trucking! Not to worry, Mark..

Shaky waters.
Beach holidays could do that to you.
Even though we went off peak. Took my glasses off mostly. And only went to the actual beach very early / very late. Still, was tough.

I let my eyes wander on numerous occasions. Just to peek at that woman over there. Not for any longer than 3 seconds at a time. But I knew where my head was at.
Wasn't for the whole holiday. Just the last day or two. Had a lot of stress. Work stuff, all things going awry. BH it's all okay now.

I was so overwhelmed and desired all lust things. Our holiday home was a mess and we needed to pack. And I didn't want to do anything. But things needed to be done.
So I just started to pack up the car.
And I thought to myself as I was lugging bags in the rain and mud:

The best way to deal with the stress of having to do things is, well, doing them.

And that's truer than true to me. And a motivator for not acting out.
Honestly, I set into motion my lustful thoughts a few times. No porn, masturbation, smutty images or anything like that. Just fatigue and the want to check out that woman on the beach. But I glance quickly and glance away. I don't think I need to reset my counter. I think that's a normal struggle. It didn't consume or corrupt me, BH. I asked God to remove my lust on several occasions as well.

Though I need to reset my sushi counter. I kind of had a ball with food these last few days. Not too much, but enough to say I need to wait another 4 weeks for a sushi binge. And the harsh reality helps me affirm my understanding of reward and punishment. It's a good thing.

I'm being brief. What's Pshat with beach holidays? My wife and I both love the ocean. And I love swimming in the waves. And you know what? Most of the time, that was my only motivation to go down to the beach! And I'm proud of that. But are beaches assur? Is it something I need to admit, and surrender as well? It's horrifying. But even one woman in one bikini... is the joy of swimming worth the anguish? I don't know. My head's fuzzy. I reach out to you all.

Singularity wrote on 06 Feb 2017 11:43:

 I go 5:30 to 8am

I wasn't so worried about your sobriety being away so long
I assumed you were on a 90,000km run

Running on quick sand isn't easy ;-)

Markz wrote on 06 Feb 2017 13:14:

neither beach sand : -P

You go alone or with the fam? 

Singularity wrote on 06 Feb 2017 13:25:

My wife loves to go
i simply can't be there after any bathers arrive, so that's the only time I can take the fam

It happened that she wanted to stay by the water a little longer so I waited for her in the car. Even that can be tough because there are women around the parking area too who haven't heard of vaad mishmeret hatzniyut