A couple other things -
There was cookout at my parents on Sunday. I let H know about it, and he said he wasn't sure if he was going because he had been 'familied out' (he has been working ALOT on a project with the race team, which is MY family). On Sunday about 10:30am I had a lady come for a lesson, and H expressed that was odd because the cookout began at noon. I said I was going but just wouldn't get there at noon. I asked if he was going too. Note! I did NOT ask if he was coming with me. He said he was planning on coming with me and asked if that was okay! I said sure! you're always welcome. (another time I've been very glad I haven't spilled my guts to my family about H, I've been so close soooo many times)

This morning as I was grabbing a jacket to leave H walked into another room. That bugs me that he walks away when I'm leaving but I didn't say anything about that but I asked H about a package. It should have been mailed almost 2 weeks ago and he just said this weekend he was still carrying it around. I asked where it was and I would mail it today. H said it was on the seat of his truck. I said I would grab it, walked out and fed the dogs on my way. H nearly beat me to the door and asked if I had the package yet and then got it for me from his truck. I suppose I should be upset and furious thinking he is hiding something from me in his truck. Naw, it sucks but it's not worth the time and energy.


Live your life while you are still living.
Riding the trail less traveled.