Well, she did indeed find a place. It's in our neighborhood. I asked when she moves in there. She's still painting and waiting for her dad to deliver a bed. (So I guess she finally told her family about our situation.) We enjoyed take-out last night. A little bit of friendly conversation. She even let me touch her in a "weird, my underwear left a funny mark in my skin. Feel!" context. </too much info>
It confused me, but I touched, laughed, and then left the room first. I'm doing a great job of detaching, I think. I'm friendly, loving, and self-confident. And I'm also out of the room a lot. Still in separate rooms until she leaves.
Today, she sent me a message about a concert that we both want to go to. She says it's limited to 2 tickets per customer so I need to sign up and get my own. She's figuring on asking a friend to take her second ticket. She said I should find someone to go with. It felt like a deliberate burn. I just said "hmm" and left it at that.
Anyone have any insight on what's in her head right now?
