I had the day off work yesterday as I was feeling sick. H and his apprentice showed up to finish the bathroom and laundry. Of course I had greasy hair, no makeup, wearing sloppy clothes! Oh well! H definitely keen to still kiss me (sigh!).
I asked H if he wanted to take the 4 boxes that I had packed up with his stuff. He took 2 - and left the bigger 2 in my spare room.
I had to ring him later about my tax return. We had a nice conversation. I did ask him if he had a busy weekend planned, and he said he hadnt thought about it but he would be out on Sunday so might pop in (ggggrrrr). That made me upset, but I had a go at self soothing, and holding onto myself.
Later in the evening I missed a call from H. So I returned with the following text messages: E "I have a problem with the shower, do you know anyone who could help ;)" H What didnt you realise its a 2 person shower I can help if you need help E "Ha ha I love your sense of humour! The shower definitely needs to be christened. Plenty of volunteers but tricky to find anyone to help with the laundry" H See thats where Ive got the upper hand cause I created the laundry so I must be in the top 3. E "Your pretty sure of yourself! I dont know if you'd be able to handle the steam and the slippery tiles and how the whole house shakes on the spin cycle"
At which point H rang me and we had a flirty conversation. Its a new fun side to H that I'm seeing (and I guess its a reflection of my new fun side too)
H said that the reason that he rang me was because in one of the boxes he found his old travel diary - from when we travelled around the world for 18 months together. And he said it was so funny (he sounded sad though) and that next time he came out he would bring it with him so we could read it together. He was sounding quite sentimental - so I just said "Yeah it has lots of good memories hey?" (Side note the boxes also had one of our wedding photo albums - I kept one, and gave him the other).
I also said that if there is anything else he wanted fron our house he can have it (he said something flirty like he just wants me).
We ended the conversation with more laughing and talk of possums and drills (wink!). I said that he'd better not wait until Sunday till he see's me. So he said "I'll be around Wednesday night - with chocolate body paint". So we will see if he turns up or not!!
Mostly I'm just glad that I turned my own fear of rejection / things are never going to improve / I want more intimacy than he can give etc. into a positive interaction with H.
Wish me luck for Wednesday (although I'm half tempted to pull out to make him chase a bit more... the anticipation and the flirting is the best part). Plan is to be there for Wednesday but not around Sunday (I hate the popping in after wakeboarding thing)
