So, we went back to the house (I was going to call it home but it ain't his home any more) to drop off his ute (no point in going in two cars). I drove to the car show (this is unusual as h normally drives us everywhere but I figured this is basically my car now and if I drive I can just concentrate on driving and not be tempted to make stupid small talk that will just irritate him) and he sat with his eyes closed the whole time (I think he actually went to sleep) and didn't talk. It is almost certainly because of his conjunctivitis but it didn't help to make me feel better about being with him, I was getting more and more tense as we approached our destination as I had to take a different route to get there and I was just waiting for him to wake up and snap at me for not knowing exactly where I was (I had to go a less familiar way so i was a little stressy). As it was he didn't wake up or snap so I shouldn't have gotten myself worked up.
When we got there and we had been directed to where we had to pay to get in, he announces that he hasn't got any money. No matter, I knew I should pay for myself but I was a bit miffed that he hadn't mentioned it before and we could have at least discussed it and talked about sharing the admission price for d (I find cars crap boring and so I wasn't too keen to have to pay twenty bucks to get in, plus this car show thing got sprung on me only an hour or so before). Luckily, I didn't have to pay for d (she was young enough).
h met up with a lady who I guess gave him the free pass (cos she had a car on the show) and after she met me she introduced me to her husband as h's partner (I'm not sure why this irked me, but I am his wife dammit) makes me wonder what people assume about what's going on. h wouldn't have said anything but gossip being what it is...who knows what sort of stuff has gotten around his workplace. We had lunch straight away. Bloddy 27 bucks for a crappy hamburger, chicken roll, cup of hot chips, a juice and a water. Of course, guess who paid for that too? Yeah rite....me...yay me.
Poor d got bored pretty quick. One of the first few stalls had a catalog of what turned out to be lingerie and tattoos. H was flipping through it and I was sorta looking over his shoulder, he pointed out one thing the model in the catalog was wearing and made a comment along the lines of that he would like to see me in something like that. I sorta blushed but didn't say anything and I was a little pleased by the attention but wary at the same time because this is the guy who wants to move on with his life yet still seems to be linked with me sexually. Hmm...hard to explain.
So we spent two to three hours there.
I'll put a break in here...I gotta go pick d up from her friends place.
