Thanks, Jeannine for helping me with the title for my new thread!
Actually, return has been delayed a week. We both came down with a flu the kids have had and decided not to push it. We had lunch yesterday & I asked him if the faraway look he had was sadness about moving out of his place--but he said he was just tired & not feeling well.
I told him that I was really looking forward to him coming home as I have missed him alot. He said, "soon enough, you'll be stuck with me", so I told him I LIKE being stuck with him.
Later, when he walked me to the car, he caught sight of his reflection in a storefront & started going on about how "terrible and fat" he looks. I said, "excuse me, but you are talking about the man I love and the body I lust after!" Geez, if someone else talked about him the way he beats up omn himself sometimes, I'd be in thier face defending his honor.
Well, I'm having to type hunt-and-peck style right now. The other night I was rushing around putting away groceries, starting dinner, and talking to Wolfie on the phone & cut my finger pretty deep with a knife.
I said--"gotta go I just cut myself and blood is spurting everywhere!" Holay, I wasn't kidding...the whole kitchen was sprayed in blood. It was weak-kneed moment! I finally got it to quit bleeding and steri-striped up the wound because I was determined not to have to go get stitches! I think it may be awhile before I get full-feeling back in the tip of me finger as I definatly messed up some nerves.
