Okay, because I really want to do this the grown-up way, I need to throw some thoughts out there and see how this all looks on screen.
It's 7:30 pm on NYE, and not a peep from H all day long. (If I were more immature, I'd insert a derogatory name here.) I've been kind of all over the place over the last couple hours. I finally just loaded the kiddos up and drove 10 miles to McDonald's to get something to eat, so with icy roads, I got about 40 minutes of semi-uninterrupted time to think about how I want things to go down when he gets home tonight. Happy NYE, honey. Love you too. Good times.
My natural instinct is to call him/reach out to him. He knows this and expects it. I was distant with him this morning, and he's waiting for me to fold. Giving him the cold shoulder only encourages him to ratchet it up...he'll just be a bigger jerk until I explode at him and then I'll apologize and we'll sweep it under the rug. Nice and clean and professional for him. He doesn't have to do anything but ignore me and allow anything I say to go in one ear and out the other.
So I'm thinking that when he gets home, I need to do something different. I've had conversations going through my head all evening, and they go something like this:
Blank. I'm drawing a blank now. I've got to go think some more.
