Well, crazy work day, especially for a Friday. Was in meetings or putting out fires from 8:30 am - 7:30 pm. Good to be busy.
Got home late. Had what was left of dinner as I told W about my day. W seemed interested to talk to me. We joked as our cat (who we've only had a month) has finally decided to venture upstairs to chekc out the rest of the house.
S decided to stay up to watch the night game on ESPN. W and I (in sep. bedrooms of course) decided to hit the hay.
At Coach's suggestion, I'm gonna turn up my mojo this weekend and see if W will open up some more. She looked great tonight. I'm so worn out from the day that I forgot to tell how great it was she cleaned most of the house except for "my" room as she says. I will make a point to thank her tomorrow.
I keep thinking we have to be getting closer to W bringing up some discussion of our R. We just have to. She can't want this existence any more than I do...can she?
