Thanks for your help yesterday. For some weird reason I have not felt like posting anything here this whole morning. I am rather apathetic towards my own sitch. But, discipline, let's journal!
I did make it home before 5 and we went ice skating: which is to say H dropped us at the rink and left to continue work and picked us up at 7. Our D has decided she wants to compete in the November locals and passed her pre-alpha tests . She is not actually interested in the competition per se , but in the idea of skating in a big rink with lots of spectators and being announced through the loudspeaker system. Her coach had asked her in June and she had said she did want to compete 'when she was older.' I guess she is older now...
H had initially proposed to drop our D home and go to the movies, but we were longer at the rink we had hoped and he was hungry, so we three went to a fondue place (good fondue, sorely overpriced). Then we went home and on the way I proposed going to his office to pick up his clothes (I know, I know...) but he said 'in the weekend'. We'll see.
This morning, at his request, I took H to the airport for a day bussiness trip to Houston. When I picked him up at one of the places he works at, I thought he smelled different and made a 'are you wearing cologne?' comment. He thrust his arm towards my nose and said 'you be the judge'. I dropped him at the airport and he actually said ILY . I asked him to leave his cell phone open, to call him if I needed to and he got a bit upset 'but I'll be in Houston' but agreed.
So I leave the airport in good spirits and return to work to the same place he had just left. I'm doing my stuff and see a note in H's handwriting saying in case of problems until 7 pm to call him at a Dallas number. I got all worked up, copied the number and spent the 1 h mixmaster-traffic-jam trip to my own office working out how to catch him in a lie. The s**-of-a-b**** had told me he was going to H and was at a Dallas number, etc,etc,etc. Luckily traffic was at about 1 mile per hour!
When I got to my office I checked the number again, ready to look it up at anywho.com and guess what? It was awfully similar to my H's cell phone number, except that there was an 8 instead of a 4. He had made a mistake when he jotted it down (and who calls his own cell phone). So, I had made a mess of a perfectly positive morning by jumping to the very worst conclusion at lightning speed! Talk about ASSumptions!
When I got home from work I found that he had called earlier asking if I had arrived. I called him and he said 'just wanted to let you know I have arrived to Houston.' We chatted for a while and then he warned me he might not make the 7 pm flight but he'll call me when he finishes. We are supposed to go pick him up.
I am not working this weekend, but we are supposed to go to a fundraiser (I hate those functions) and then we have a couple of friends over for lunch on Sunday.
I am sooo tired!
"You don't throw a whole life away just 'cause it's banged up a little"
Tom Smith in "Seabiscuit"
. She is not actually interested in the competition per se , but in the idea of skating in a big rink with lots of spectators and being announced through the loudspeaker system. Her coach had asked her in June and she had said she did want to compete 'when she was older.' I guess she is older now... 
