Well, for those of you following my sitch the last week or so, you know today is the 6 month mark since the bomb. I'm not marking time. Shortly after the bomb, W said she would give me time to show her my changes but would not "wait 6 months."
This morning was a typical morning for us. Both of us are tired (hosted a cocktail party at our house - 5 club sodas and lime for me - pretty wild!!!). Last night, W thanked me for all my help in getting the house ready.
Was not able to work in any hand holding this weekend - hard to do when you are cleaning most of the time. But, last night, after the guests had left, we were sitting in the den, and our feet touched (we share an ottoman)- she didn't pull her's away. Not sure if she even realized they were touching - she had some slipper tyoe things on.
Will just keep plowing ahead.
And our anniversary is one week from today. Need to line up dinner and a sitter for this weekend.
