It is part of it. Sort of a depression, I think. Everytime someone would come over H would say, I've got so much to do outside around here... but he never seemed to get himself motivated.
We let a lot slide last year because we were busy with my treatment etc. I thought we would get all caught up this year. We have quite a bit of barn repair to do too, just need for the alien to leave and my H to come back for a sustained visit.
A couple of times my H would wonder what was wrong with him. Am I depressed do you think? Well that would be my guess, but H does not like going to the doc., so he would never follow up. Self medicating depression with alcohol has never been such a good idea. Maybe one day he will wake up.
I have not heard a word from him all day. Not a good sign. No calls from him on Friday, and I made the mistake of following him to the pub. Don't think I will do that again tonight. I have a really good time on Friday after he left, and I'm sure his 3 x divorced buddy who was there and buying me drinks will try to stir the pot. Whatever. He made a smart comment to me last night about staying out til 2am, I just responded that the next time he left me someplace like that he had better give me a curfew, because when he left he didn't act like he wanted me around.
Most of us are about as happy as we make up our minds to be.
