Journaling: This weekend was good. The best I have had in a while. On Friday, W sent an e-mail asking if I wanted to stop by for some soup. I wrote bck saying I could stop by for a short bit. When I got there , there was much more than just soup. We had a good meal and then I helped put the girls to bed. We went down to finish our glasses of wine. After conversing for a while, the question came out "Do you really have to go?" I really had no place to be, so I told her "No". She asked if I would stay the night. I was happy too.
While in bed: W: "I talked to my mom today." M: "Oh yeah." W: "She was talking to dad and told me what we should do. Do you want to hear it?" M: "Sure." W: "She thinks you should move in here with me and sell the house. It is easier to sell, if we aren't living in it. You know, we don't have to clean it or anything. Then we can live here while we find a place in Texas. So we can take our time and do the move right." M: "I have actually thought about that too. If we ever got to that point." W: "Really?" ...
Saturday, my W's birthday, girls woke us up around 8:00. I asked W if it would be OK for me to take the girls for a little bit in the afternoon so we could put together little party for her that evening before the concert. She was fine with that and then asked if I would like to join them for breakfast that morning. I did, but told her that I wanted to join a soccer match at 11:00 and needed to do some cleaning at home. She asked if she could stay at my place while I played. While at soccer, she really cleaned up the place (not that it all that bad) and decorated it for fall. The house did look great when I got back and I thanked her for it. She then spent the entire day at teh house and just stayed upstairs getting ready as girls and I prepared the party for her. The party was small, but it was nice to have the 4 of us together for her birthday. By the way 25, she absolutely loved the turtle earrings (she wore them to the concert that night).
After the orchestra, we stopped off at a jazz bar on the way home. We had a couple of cocktails and just talked for a couple of hours.
W: "So would you move in with me?" M: "Is that a proposition?" W: "Yes." M: "I think I would want to stay in our house through the holidays. But I want to be together." ...
W stays with me that night.
Sunday: W suggests we all go to church (the one I had been going to for a several weeks now). Again, this is something that has not happened for a long time and it felt great to be together again as a family at church. This almost seemed to be fate. Remember, my W asked earlier in the week "Do you believe in God?" to which my response was "Yes. I sort of need too." Well, the sermon was based on a peanuts comic strip where Linus is writing to the Great Pumpkin. In it he writes the PS "PS. I f you really are fake, please don't tell me. I don't want to know." The pastor said that he needs to believe in God to give his life meaning. After this past week, it really hit home.
The rest of Sunday was pretty much just the 4 of us relaxing around the house. We are beginning to feel like a family again. W stayed over again that night. I think last night was the first time that one of us stayed over at the others place without having sex.
M: "Were you serious last night?" W: "About what? Selling the house and moving to Texas?" M: "Yes." W: "Yes I am. I need to get away from here. There is nothing here for me any more."
Monday: This morning as I was walking out the door, I noticed my W was reading the book "Fall in Love, Stay in Love".
M: "Are you going to sop by tonight?" W: "Yes." M: "Are you going to stay?" W: "Yes. I need to pick up some clothes on the way home."
