I left my bedroom door wide open and had dance music playing on tv while in my bathroom with door open putting my makeup on. I had a tight charcoal grey mini-skirt on with a form fitting hot pink top and hot pink platform heel sling-backs (super cute, fun, hot, sexy)! I was almost done putting my makeup on, when H comes strolling into my bathroom and whistles at me. (Notice that H has not taken his shower yet and is still in work pants and shirtless. Hmmm.) H asks "where are you going?" I just replied with a sly "I don't know, not sure yet." H repeats with questioning "You don't know?" with a tone like that I had given him that answer because I didn't want to tell him where I was going/who I was going with. I was in the process of applying some eyelashes as well and H says "Wow, you're even putting eyelashes on? Let me see." H comes very close proximity and looks at me directly at my eyes then says "And you're tall too." (That is something that H used to say to me when I would have high heels on and he would think that I looked really good/sexy.) Then he looked at me with that look in his eye, almost like he was holding himself back from giving me a hug or saying something more. So I just quickly kept getting myself ready and H stayed in the bathroom talking to me and alternating between watching me while I was getting ready and picking his face in the mirror (I know, yuck, but it's what he was doing, old comfortable habits I suppose). Really felt like an old times moment again of us getting ready to go somewhere together. H left before I finished my hair.
Hmmm. Still chasing my kitty?
Very possibly. He could also be wondering who else might be prowling around.
Me: 44, Wife: 39 M: 17 years T: 20 years Bomb on 08/25/09 1/13/10: MC started 1/28/10, 2/8/10: More bombs 8/28/10: Wife moved out No talk of D, no movement