yes h did act this way before ow but what makes it hard to believe that it is just him being in a funk and having nothing to do with our r is that he still summons up the energy to dance with dd and son, give them a million kisses and not just a peck on the cheek. it is hard to believe that it is just a mood and not me when I see him being loving and affectionate toward them and not me but I suppose if the effort has to be put in when your tired it is best to put it toward the kids as I as the assumed adult should be able to handle the mini brush off.
on a good note, something different about h...he now seems to want to call back and clear the air about things (the little things anyway) and not let them linger... h just called wanted to ask me about the camera he bought me for christmas (I guess new sil wants to buy one for bil for valentines day and asked him what model we had gotten, a tad expensive for a v-day gift $500) and second to find out what it was that had bothered me when he left. he said what happend when I left? I said I don't know, what happend when you left? (playing dumb) h said what happend when I left? I don't know, what happend you left, then what happend? h said no what happend that had you so bothered? I said oh, I had asked you to look at an e-mail and you brushed me off. oh I didn't hear you, thought you were telling me to pick up the peice of hanger that I broke. hmmm no, I asked you before you broke that and you said wait a min. oh I must be oblivious (not in an arrogant way but a sincere way) I let him know that I was not really bothered with that specifically but that it is little things that I don't know about. I was feeling like you were distant and figured well maybe I can show him a funny e-mail and at least get a smirk out of him and you brushed it off. it is hard for me to see you hug and kiss the kids and walk by me. suppose I should just not take it personally. h said that is probably not such a bad idea. I said I know but it is hard for me. then we talked about the kids and what they are doing...I still folding the damn laundry, dd upstairs basically saying if you think I'm gonna take a nap your nuts woman I'll just keep throwing my binky out so you have to come get me, son is drinking the chocolate milk we just made and changing his shirt yet again cause he spilled on it (gee are guys just born slobs?) anyway though h's call does make me feel better, that yes he does infact care about my feelings. it is still hard for me to deal with his differing ways.
