Everything over here still appears to be going well. H stayed over last night for the 3rd time in a row, so that indeed is a plus!
Something that concerns me though. H has been bringing a few beers with him every night since he's been here. He pounds them after dinner and then passes out on the couch while we watch TV or a movie. I know he's been extremely tired lately from work; he's had some really tough shifts, and he said the next two weeks are going to be rough because they've given him so much overtime. He doesn't mind it though; the money's real good. Anyway, before things went bad in our M, H would have an occasional beer which never bothered me at all, but not like this. Not this often which seems to be every night so far. I haven't brought this up to him, but the first night he stayed over, he asked me if I minded him having a drink. I said no. He said it helps him to relax. Well ok. I just keep thinking about his grandmother's severe drinking problem, and even MIL used to drink quite a bit, too.
Before he left for work this morning, he leaned over me in bed to give me a hug. He asked, "Do you like me being here?" I said, "Of course! The boys like having you here, too." Almost as if he was unsure about it, H said ok, have a good day, then left.
Well we're supposed to go out tonight. The kids are spending the entire weekend with my parents, so H wants to take me out this evening as a belated birthday gift. I'm going to check out craigslist for Kings tickets. H and I both enjoy sports, but I've never been to a basketball game, so it should be fun if we can get good seats. If not, maybe I can get him to take me to a play tonight, either in Sac or SF. He did say whatever I want!
Getting over a painful experience is much like crossing monkey bars. You have to let go at some point in order to move forward. ~ Joseph Campbell
