and the bedroom front... and the MC front... and the apartment front...
Not one word has been said, and it's driving me crazy. Often we just sit there in silence unless its about the kids or a little polite chit chat. It feels like the silence can be as unnerving as fighting sometimes. H said previously that he wanted to talk some more before we saw the MC, but has not been in a mood to discuss anything for two weeks. With his chronic sinus and sleep issues, he's always run down, and usually irritable. I've often wondered if he's dealing with depression too, not that he would admit it himself. I wanted to try talking this weekend, but was nervous to approach him with the topic considering his mood. Let me rephrase that- I didn't WANT to talk to him, but since I knew that he wanted to, I wanted to get it over with. I'll try again tonight and see if he's approachable.
He hasn't asked for any kind of sexual favors lately, but I still feel the bed shaking on occasion as he takes care if it himself so I know it's on his mind. And he's still checking his single male profile (Status: married but looking). I really wanted to have talked to the MC by now and have an idea of which way this marriage is going. I hate the limbo, just like everyone else here.
