Yes, it has been quite a rollercoaster the last week or so. On Friday, she decides that instead of going to her father's in MA (alone), that she wants to go to LBI (with me) with my family for the weekend. This was a big change because she was planning on taking Monday off of work, and I would not have seen her until Wednesday at the earliest. Well, in order to beat the traffic we decide to leave after she gets off work. She typically gets home around 1 am. So we get down to LBI about 4 and stay in a hotel. The hotel room we have has two double beds. So guess what she does, stakes out claim to one bed and says you can sleep in the other one. I have to laugh inside and just say whatever you want. Saturday we go to beach (this is one of her favorite things to do-I could care less) but I believe she had a good time. I leave her down there to run out and get us lunch. Saturday night we go out to dinner and have a very good time. (something annoying happened at dinner, we ordered a bottle of our favorite red wine and I had one glass. She kept trying to re-fill my wine glass, even filling it when I got up to go to the restroom after I told her I didn't want anymore. Now, I know that she expresses concern about my drinking, yet she does things like this all the time. I don't understand, maybe she is testing me. But I stayed firm and stuck to the two glasses-it was a long dinner).
Sunday we woke up and went back to the beach. Everything was pleasant and cordial. My family has no idea we are going through this. Well, we went for a drive mid-afternoon and it was going so well I told her about my concerns with my career and how I was unhappy with what I was doing. Well, surprisingly enough, she said that she understood what I was saying, that if she was doing something that did not make her happy, that she would be miserable too, and that she just wanted to make sure I had a plan in place before I did something too drastic. I was not expecting her to be so supportive, but we were just getting along so well, and it is something that has been bothering me for quite some time, and I felt like all along I couldn't talk to anyone about it. It felt good to have that kind of conversation with her again. It felt good that she was supportive.
The original plan was for us to come back this afternoon. Well, I got an urgent email from work that required me to be in the office this morning. My parents were down there and leaving yesterday so I told her that I would go back with them and she could come back today as origninally planned. She said that she would rather come back with me. When we got home, I told her I has a good weekend and thanked her and she shook her head and agreed. We shall see what this week brings.
But at any rate this Monday is infinitely better than last Monday.
