God give me the patience and the strength...7

[theotherhalf]

This week (and it's only Wed.) has not went well at all. With all that is going on with VB and the funeral and stuff I've had to contact H waaay too much. I hate it as much as he does. He does NOT want to talk to me right now. He was in an okay mood Monday am when he stayed here. But since then he's been really edgy. Each time I have to talk to him, I dread him answering the phone. I cringe waiting to see if he's in better spirits. NOT.

I told him today if I could fall off the face of the earth so he never had to talk to me again, I would, but I can't so it is what it is and I'm sorry. He just chuckled.

Tonight we had N's VB game. He got there before me and sat where we always do. I hesitated to go sit there, but it was easier with onlookers. But he didn't acknowledge me nor I him. I was there probably a half an hour before he finally spoke to me. Then it was just to be snappy. I answered him and tried to be pleasant. Didn't let him get a rise from me. He did ask me to print something off from the internet for him and he'd stop and get it before work tonight. I told him I would. He just called and not going to stop. I wasn't surprised.

Don't know if I'll see him in the am. We have the funeral to go to. The rest of the week I won't have to bug him. It's obvious that he is really ticked at me, at himself, something with OW, or guilt, or something, what ever it is I hope it passes...