Just journaling... I do not know what to think (in which case it is preferrable not to think at all )...
I spent a bad night yesterday... I could not sleep and cried in silence for a couple of hours (thanks God my H did not hear me). I was steeling myself to talk to my H in the morning about the visit with the CPA (supposed to be Wednesday), fully ready to listen calmly to more excuses and postponements and then tell him more or less what Acorn says in her letter she wishes she had told her H... a tall order, I know, but advice I am convinced is sound (at least for me).
Anyway, after we showered he actually brought up the subject himself!. He asked me to get some info from our CPA to take to his and that we'd schedule the appointment as soon as I had the documents. Took all the wind out of my sails! Not that I am complaining...
So I never brought up the subject. We went to work and he called me at 4 pm to tell me where he was and what time he expected to finish work. Then he called at 5-5:30 asking for help because he had had a flat (a puncture for those outside the US). I took him to the car shop and left him there to get the new tire... A little while ago he called again to say where he was and when he expected to be home...
Surprises and more surprises...
"You don't throw a whole life away just 'cause it's banged up a little"
Tom Smith in "Seabiscuit"