At this point, I can't imagine being comfortable with a friendship between them. I guess I should stop worrying about things before they're an issue.
I guess the weekend went well. H and I went to Oktoberfest Friday night--something we've never done before. After a couple of beers, he was somewhat more affectionate. Nothing big, just a hand on the back/arm around the waist kind of thing, but it's more than it's been in a while. Of course, the rest of the weekend was touch-free, but otherwise pre-bomb-like. We just stayed in and did household chores and watched football.
No R talk. I'm still waiting for him to say something. I really don't think he will. He might be happy to just fall back into the old routine and pretend none of this ever happened...at least until it happens again.
I'm not doing so well on the GAL. I don't like to do many things by myself and it's been raining so those things I don't mind doing alone: walking, bicycling, outdoor photography, etc., aren't really feasible lately.
