I know, I know - I keep telling myself that he's living with me. That he wants another child with me, but my fearful side pops up and says, yes, but he hasn't seen her in a while......and on and on and on. You are right, though. Maybe if I pour some of this energy I'm spending worrying into the housework I would get somewhere....
I know what you mean about the house - I'm worried my H will think the progress I made was just a trick - that I'm really not different and that we'll always live in chaos!
The kid swapping idea is good - I'll have to think about that.
The kids go to bed around 8:30 or 9:00, so if we're both still awake we're doing good! But I like your idea about all the candles, nice dishes - although the idea of us eating dinner with me in my underwear kind of makes me laugh! H would probably like it, though.
Thank you for your reassurance about the tip toeing. On my good days, I feel like what you said is true, but sometimes it's tough not to think that this won't last.
Mockers2
"Somehow we survive, and tenderness frustrated does not wither." Dennis Brutus, South African poet
"That which does not kill us makes us stronger."
Friedrich Nietzsche
But I like your idea about all the candles, nice dishes - although the idea of us eating dinner with me in my underwear kind of makes me laugh! 
