Well at 11:30 my H called and said he was home at his apartment and thanked me for not getting mad that he went out. He said he had a great night and bar hopped for a little after golfing. He said he wanted to come and see me but he knows he shouldnt drive. I obviously agreed it wasnt a good idea.
He was so loving and apologetic and said he wants to spend tomorow night together. Then we said good night.
Ten minutes later, it was so cute - he called back and was so loving again and said he just wants to here my voice. He was very sorry this time that he didnt get to see me all night. He started to put himself down and was saying he knows he has a problem and he needs to focus on getting better. I said I was here for him and that I will never get sick of him saying he loves me.
