H is in acceleration mode it seems. Not only is he moving things out of Parkside and back here, he is also busily mounting artwork on the walls and putting those family pictures I had taken down and packed away on the day that he moved out earlier this year, back to their former places.
I can see him working on his own behavior in ways that I haven't seen in years.
He also continues to talk about "our" future and backing it up with positive action.
We are inviting people over for the 6th of December for a party at the house. We'll be making pizza and baking desserts, and of course - there'll be Karaoke.
"What do you think caused him to want to move back?"
Good question.
I can only speculate, but I think that it was a combination of factors.
1. I think that he was very unhappy with his job and all the pressure that went with it. There were negative influences in his workplace, one of them being the OW. Although I would not credit our marital recovery with his being fired, I do believe that it accelerated the process.
2. When I started to DB seriously.
3. Time.
What astounds me most is the speed in which he is moving from one dimension to another. It's as though he had been invaded by some highly resistant, slow germinating virus that eventually dominated him. The fever finally broke and now the toxins are draining away.
I have no guarantees about where this relationship is headed, but I've decided to flow with the current and see where it takes us.
One other thing that came to mind in reference to your question is that back in the middle of the hurricane, my fear seemed to enlarge the fear he was grappling with, my hopelessness seemed to deepen his sense of hopelessness, my fiery emotions seemed to ignite his kerosene soaked emotions and so on. I think that he is prone to following my lead in some areas, so I have to be careful to set a good example - no matter how much I want to bonk him over the head at times.
The other day, as H and I were driving to the grocery store, I offhandedly brought up the fact that in just a couple of months we will be going on our vacation to Costa Rica. We like to dangle that carrot as often as possible.
Anyway, before I could say "vacation", my H finished my sentence for me by calling it "our honeymoon".
I'd never even thought of it in that way before and was delighted to hear him refer to it like that. He started talking about how we'd never taken a honeymoon and then chatted on as naturally about the whole topic as a man-without-doubt might.
For hours I felt like I was in one of those "feel good moments" in a flick.
We also had a gathering of friends over last night for homemade pizza and Karaoke. And unlike past parties, he did not avoid or ignore me.
As a matter-of-fact, he seemed to be keeping his eye on me and hovered nearby when other guys showed interest in me. I likes it...
