Not sure what just happened: Either I just made a lot of progress, or sank the ship completely.
Went to the store to pick up some stuff for S (picking him up after work tomorrow for what will be a great, if excessively hot, weekend). Had Prince on the stereo on the way, was snapping my fingers and doing little dance steps while I strolled the aisles, trying not to be too obvious about checking out the girl in her workout shorts. Anywho, got the goodnight call, talked to S (sounds excited about the weekend, not as much as me, though), talked to W as well. Turns out SIL lost the baby. That sucks. Period. Offered my condolences, we talked a bit about it, came to the conclusion that there just isn't anything that I can do for SIL, though I really wish I could. Moved on to other matters, I apologized for "spacing" and forgetting to bring the bills with me yesterday (they were actually in the truck, but I wasn't sure what I was heading into so I left them there). Asked if she wanted me to take care of them or drop them off with MIL, whatever. She said to drop them off, I asked if she would have time to look at them over the weekend (read: are you going to see OM, but I think I was kind of sly about it), she said she would. Casually mentioned that they were mostly overdue notices, she set off on her new "plan", which sounds suspiciously like the strategy I have been proposing for years now. Asked if she was making any progress on securing a loan, she responded with a flat "no". My guess is that S-MIL finally told her that she works at a bank, but doesn't own one, and even if she did wouldn't be interested in loaning W 70k+ after the way she has been acting. Just a guess, though. Anyway, i offered to help in any way that I could. Not sure if that was a good move or bad, but I think it's really just me being me. Couldn't resist, so I brought up the coming home issue. Totally cool, just said that I was worried we may be stuck in another one of our famous misunderstandings, and I wasn't sure if she was waiting for a response from me, or if I was waiting for additional details from her, or if it was a dead issue, or what. She, rather meekly, said she thought she was waiting for an answer from me. I apologized (well), told her I thought I was waiting for her. Totally my fault, so sorry, etc... I then told her that I didn't want to foist anything off on her or burden her with anything, but I really don't want to pressure her or anythng, so when she feels that she wants to discuss the issue to just let me know. Also had to throw in a line about me "alawys being here". Corny, I know. She brought up S's schedule for the weekend, She seemed real concerned that he might be some sort of burden to me. Great opportunity to reassure her that "I've got my life, my interests and stuff, but all that pales when it comes to my boy. He's never a burden to me, so just don't ever worry about that". Best part is, it's true.
Wrapped up the call, finished shopping, got back to Prince and danced in the driver's seat all the way home.
