Soooo true. And I even felt myself being grumpy so I should have just left. I needed to make dinner for DD or I would have. I didn't call him any names or anything too terrible. But, I will fully admit that I was witchy. I lectured him about washing his hands when he came home (I work in healthcare so I insist on handwashing especially now that it's flu time), sharing forks & spoons (him taking a bite, then giving DD a bite) and a couple of others things I should have let go.

Yes...I so want him to see the fun and bubbily woman I still am and snapping like an alligator isn't helping anything. sigh...just need to learn my lesson and not do it again.

I did text him today to see if he could help me with our DD. I was working and I got a flu shot and I ended up having a pretty severe reaction to it - I was sick as a dog! We had a few texts back and forth - he didn't seem to understand how sick I was (and I wasn't being a drama queen - I turned white as a ghost, was freezing cold, couldn't stand up and my blood pressure dropped). Well, he was stressed at work with a very busy day. So...I think we were both frustrated at each other and the situation. But...he did text to check on me, ask if I was feeling better, said he was sorry for not being able to help, said he would help if he could and said he was glad when I was feeling better. And I thanked him. It's good to know that deep down he still cares. He doesn't often show it, but he must still care a little.

And thankfully, I'm feeling better.

Last edited by courts0818; 10/02/09 10:15 PM.

Me: 34
H: 34
DD: 3
M: 8 yrs
H moved out Oct. 2008, "not happy" "don't know what I want" "will always love you, but not in love with you"
PA Bomb: April 5, 2010