Drove through the rain all the way to Houston Friday night. W called to see if I could pick up some groceries on the way in, but then told me we could do that the next day. When I got there, W had ads for several restaurants she's been wanting to try. She had me pick one for my birthday.
The night was very good, until I woke up in the morning and she wasn't there. I went out to find her sleeping on the couch. She said I was stealing the covers and bothering her all night, so she moved to the couch around 9:00 AM. I didn't remember any of it, and was ticked at the sitch. After being apart for so long, it's like we have to learn everything all over again. And W seems to blame me, even though I never chose this.
I sat by the couch and rubbed her head, and we talked for a while. I could tell she wasn't feeling well, and told her not to feel guilty if we didn't do anything on my birthday. I was having a good time just being with her.
I left to get her groceries and clear my head, and she was very appreciative. When I got back, she was ready, and we went to try a new sushi place. It was great. Came back, watched an episode of Modern Family (great show), then went to see Book of Eli at a dinner/movie place she had a coupon for. While out, we stopped to pick up a prescription for her and she showed me some new detergent/softener/antistatic 3-in-1 sheets. Very cool, those will come in handy. W is amazing with stuff around the house, always knows the newest and most efficient way to get things done. I miss that.
We came back, and she had baked me a cake and we had a great time. She told me that she hadn't left the house all week except for a couple errands, and how fun it was to get out.
Before ML, which was crazy good both nights, she said something very interesting:
"So, do you tell Thom when you get lucky?" Thom is a good friend who got me my job. I played it off, then she said "I told my sister that we've been having great sex lately."
As I've mentioned before, it's great when SIL and W talk about us. And supposedly she was keeping everything from SIL and only talking to FIL, so that's changed.
We slept just fine Saturday night until my alarm went off and I left in the night to get back to Dallas. She called me halfway back and said "what were we doing at midnight? Do you think it was visible outside?" She knows what we were doing at midnight. She said a friend texted her at 12:05 saying "I thought you were sick today". She was worried that someone could drive by on the street and see something.
I drove a little farther, had some thoughts churning. Is there some OM back in the picture? At the least, it sounded like someone is stalking her. She had me park my truck elsewhere, in case her family drove by, but maybe there's another reason?
She called back in a bit, and I said "look, I'm not trying to interrogate you, but this concerns me. Why are you worried about someone driving by seeing what you're up to? Is this someone you've had to cancel on a lot because of your headaches, and now they're giving you crap?"
She said yes, it's a girl she met through SSIL, and they were supposed to hang out on Saturday but W told her she wasn't feeling well. W said she'd been concerned that her apartment is visible from the highway. It's amazing the lengths she goes to to worry about stuff. FIL is exactly the same way. First floor is dangerous, better to be upstairs. Don't be visible from the road. Right now she's on the first floor because it's easier with her dog. Maybe it's because I'm a guy and never need to worry about my safety, but I just feel like W and FIL go way overboard with this stuff.
She called me back later and thanked me for being concerned, that it meant a lot. By then I was pulling into Dallas and getting ready for church.
Did she tell me truth? Who knows. But I'm glad I asked about it instead of stewing it over. Many more interesting comments were made over the weekend, still processing. I'll post more later.
Me: 30 W: 28 T 8, M 6 S: 7-27-2007 W filed (again) 3-2011 Served 8-2011 Responded, now dark "I have decided to stick with love. Hate is too great a burden to bear" MLK