H just called me at work (that makes 2 times this week!) to tell me that he was home and to discuss some road construction that is going on in front of our home.
He sounded pretty positive and upbeat, but when it came time to hang up there was awkard split second before he said "see you later."
No mention of dinner, was I getting out on time, do either of us have plans?? I'll bet when I get home he won't be there, will be down sitting in our local pub with all the friends we have spent every other Friday evening with for the past few years. Except that now he doesn't want me to be there. He needs his space.
Ok, I have to keep breathing. It doesn't matter. My friend is coming and we will toast my 1 year survivorship and enjoy the champagne. I can do this. (just wish I didn't have to
Hope that you have a good weekend Twin. I'll be saying a prayer for everyone here that is hurting.
Most of us are about as happy as we make up our minds to be.
