Well another week has gone by. We have had one good talk a few days ago, where she asked me my thoughts on why she wasn't "overflowing with joy" at being together.
I said I thought that our love was mature enough after 30 years, that "overflowing with joy" may not be a reasonable expectation. I said that spending time together and enjoying each other's company while pursuing both common and individual interests is what I envision as being together.
I have made sure to give her space, sometimes a challenge in a 1200 sq ft condo!!
When she first moved back, it was agreed that we would start changing up our leisure activities to include things like hiking, rafting, wine touring, etc, to stop us from being so boring all the time. However, due to huge changes in her job, she has been exhausted every day, and doesn't feel like doing much other than relaxing on the weekends. It has affected her mood somewhat as well. Well, she has given her bosses an ultimatum, and she will find out Monday whether they will go for it. In the meantime her mood has improved. I think this is due partly to reading the riot act to her bosses, and partly due to our talk.
Over the week it seems that her warmth is returning. I am getting hugs, touching and smiles. It's the little, tiny positive steps that I am looking out for...and not dwelling on the so-called negatives.
Plus, as I said previously, I have started to reclaim my masculinity. I am once again being the quietly confident male, who just happens to have a romantic side. This is how I was when we met, all those years ago. She is responding well to it, and this in turn increases my ability to do it. It is once again starting to feel natural, and I LIKE it.
Last night I was out, and got home at 9pm. I walked in and she said "Hey there, you!" I walked up to her and she opened her arms and gave me a nice little kiss, then said "welcome home". As she pulled away, I put my hand in the small of her back and pulled her back to me...then I planted one smack on the lips, said "it's nice to be home" and went over and sat down. She looked at me for a second and then said "I missed you tonight".
These are things that weren't happening a week ago.
