not a peep

[Trixi]

Good Grief. I'll get the bad part over with first; H is upstairs sleeping. Worn out from a little "merry christmas" romp. *sigh*

How the flock of seagulls did THAT happen?!

H came over a little early. We talked some about Son and his shenanigans. He admired some of my latest glass creations. I could tell he was happy to see me.

I was doing pretty good; told him some stuff about the utilities, things I needed (mower, etc) and I was keeping it together really good. And then he asked if I was done packing (snort-yeah, right!) and for some reason that just got me. I started to cry. Said that I didn't want this to happen so I had been procrastinating. He started to tear up.(I think I've seen him that moved 2 other times). Invited me over for a hug. Said he hated seeing me hurt, but he just felt like we needed to do this. Kissed my tears.

We got composed, talked more business type stuff. Go to garage and I motion to overheard storage where I keep my real estate records-a real PITA to move and I say "Ugh. I do NOT want to get all THAT down." and he says "just leave them there. It's not like you really need them, right?"

Later: I get emotional again, he hugged me real tight again. Said "I keep telling you 'nothing is forever'. We just need to do this now."

Later: I ask why he keeps telling me that and he says "Because nothing IS forever. You know that."

Later: Dinner w/DD. We are having a good time. He goes to bathroom and I say to DD, "Do we LOOK like people getting a divorce?" and she says "No! I really don't get it.'

Later: 2 lemon drops and 1 white russian later back at home; little kissy face. He says "what am I going to do with you? You make me crazy!" He says that if we ML, it won't change where we are headed and he knows that I hope it means that it will change where we are headed. He tried to keep his distance (sorta) as do I (sorta).

Somewhere in the last paragraph, I asked about the wedding pictures (ie, what to do with them) and I said I had a box that had stuff like our wedding invitation, etc and he said that I could put the pics in there and then leave the box in the garage if I wanted. and we agreed that no one would be doing any ceremonial burning without giving the other the opportunity to have the pics.

People- if you could see him look at me- you would understand WHY I DON'T GET THIS! If you heard us talk..it makes no sense.

On that note, I hear movement upstairs - I am off.