Thanks for consitently keeping me thinking and sane.
H called today to see if S4 and I were available for lunch. We went and had a nice time. He even asked us to pick him up at work, I didn't go in, though.
H held my hand a bit in the car and said something at lunch about rebuilding us. We even talked about getting a new house when we get back together to start new memories. He has an appointment with a therapist for next week (watch after all my hoping he sees someone, she'll just tell him that he needs someone to meet his needs and I'm obviously not that person.)
So as we were talking, I asked him, "what are you doing Saturday night?" Why? I told him not to answer a question with a question, he said nothing, I said, okay, I'll pick you up at 6:30. So we have a date. That is making the assumption that my Ps will watch the kids while they are up.
On the way back to work he said Saturday will give us time to talk and he said that it is amazing that you don't know what you have until you don't have it anymore.
