Well, things could be better.
I had the opportunity to travel to South America for work. The timing conflicted with the mass where I wanted to talk with the priest. I should have said no (and I could have easily done so) but I was too absorbed in thinking of worldly things. I had never been to South America. It would be fun to go out drinking with coworkers like I used to. Eat at nice restaurants like I used to. Meet some new faces. Feel like a hotshot getting paid to travel. There was pressure to make a decision the day I was told about it so I didn't have much time to reflect. I ended up going. This means I didn't talk to the priest like I had planned. And my religious life has suffered. It's interesting the timing of your post though. I got myself to pray last night and it hit me hard the realization of how much of a mistake I made in prioritizing a week to relive my old life over my family and faith.
On the trip, I was able to fast, only having dinner in the evening. But those dinners were gluttonous. And I drank to excess. Dealing with hangovers and coming home late made it difficult to pray. Since coming home, I've been having such trouble saying the rosary. I know how important prayer is for me right now. I keep telling myself throughout the day that the most important thing for me to do at this very moment is to pray the rosary. But I just have this refusal in me. I'm not exactly sure how the devil / demons operate but I suspect they're having a field day with my weakness. I only pray the rosary maybe once or twice a week now. And as a consequence, I'm less charitable towards my wife.
I used to check in with my wife about the catechism book every day and she was on top of it. That stopped. I just asked her today and she said she hasn't read it in awhile. She thought I had lost interest in the faith. Most likely because I stopped talking about it and we have been missing mass at the SSPX. It can be demoralizing for me not being able to go to confession or receive communion so I justify not going. My lame excuse is something like "why go if I'm in a state of mortal sin (because of cohabitation) and I have no clue when I'll get out of it?".
I do occasionally get myself to read holy things. I just finished a small book on hell by Father F. X. Schouppe. So at least I'm aware of the dangerous situation I'm in. Still, I'm afraid that if I don't correct things quickly I might lose the little grace I have left entirely.
I've been thinking of ways to shock myself out of this. I desperately want my prayer life back. Shia LaBeouf's Just Do It video is not enough. Sleeping on the floor has helped me in the past. I tend to seek out comfort and avoid difficult things in life. Sleeping on the floor helps combat this. I know I'm supposed to talk to a priest about mortification but this feels like a fairly minor one compared to something like hairshirts. The floor is carpeted.
Anyway, thanks for asking about me. I do wish I had a more upbeat reply.
C