Thank you so much for your truthful words and encouragement.
What you've told me is what I've read that I SHOULD do but it's hard for me because it doesn't feel right. I'm sure many understand how that feels.
We have been getting along nicely as "friends." Anyone on the outside looking in would think things are fine and we're just one happy family. Yet, in a few hours, he'll retire to his new sleeping quarters upstairs.
This morning, I took my kids to the gym with me and he went there as well (separate cars; he left a little earlier to take a spin class). I ignored him after dropping the kids in the club kid watch and walked past the class and caught him looking at me but I made pretend I didn't see him. I went upstairs and proceeded to go on the eliptical. When his class was over, I saw him look up to search for me but i again managed to divert my eyes elsewhere. When I was done, I walked down and went by the free weights and he was on one side and I made no eye contact and instead went to the other side and began my workout. I felt him staring at me and just did my thing. A minute or so later, he walked over and got real close to me and smiled and I can't even remember what he said to me and then he ended up using the weights by where I was. He then asked if I wanted to work out our abs together and we rotated doing sets and then he walked out with me to get the kids and took my two older ones with him.
I have been doing my thing and staying out of his way the best as I can. I have been trying to look my best and just be happy and occupy myself with my kids and the house. I was in the office at one point (he works out of the house when he isn't overseas) and he squeezed the back of my neck and stroked my hair.
I just don't get it.
I know I may sound like a typical looney overanalytical woman (lol) but I just don't understand it.
Thanks again for listening.
M: 32 H: 34 S:5 D: 3 D: 1 Together 11 years Married 7 Bomb: PA/EA 8/13/09 (for 1 year on and off) ILYBINILWY: 08/09
"The end of suffering happens with the end of wanting." -Laura Munson