Not really piecing and trying not to jinx it, but

[Freckle6]

H was wonderful to me all weekend. He slept downstairs with me (can't sleep in bed yet because I can't get out of it if I get in!) and pretty much waited on me hand and foot. A total 180 from how it was when we came home after S was born.

I didn't end up going to his parents' party. I still haven't even put on real clothes yet, let alone something 50th anniversary party-ish. His sister did have a cookout the next day and he did invite me to that. First "family" event in 5+ years! I still see his brother and sister regularly so no weirdness being with everyone there.

He left to go back to his place last night and see if his cat still remembered him. He texted me a little bit ago and said he could get used to living here. I kept it light and just said, "Yeah? You had your chance to smother me with a pillow this weekend while I was drugged and weakened!". I don't really know how else to respond to that kind of stuff.